There was a moment of deafening silence before he replied:<em>"you're right... We should do something as a family."</em>He gently stroked her cheek, and stood back up straight. One hand gently slid down her arm to her hand and locked fingers with hers.<br/><br/><em>"Let's go see what's she's doing, and see what she might like to do,"</em>he moved his hand to help her up off the chair. He wanted to do something to take his mind off of leaving, and the guilt and anxiety he felt. He was able to hide it in his voice, but there were hints of his unease in his movements and touch.<br/>