He held up the phone so that only half of her mother’s face shown in the screen window. “Is this good?” he asked. “Yes, it’s fine, Dad,” Melissa said. It was better than the hairline/ceiling view she got the last time they FaceTimed. “How are you, Mom?” Melissa asked. “Chris helps out when your Dad is working,” she said, smiling. “My eyes are always leaking though, they never did that before.” Melissa studied the carved brow of worry in her...
