Saturday night, Rich and the boys stayed up late watching TV while the rest of us went to bed. The lights were off with only the glow of the television, and the boys were enjoying some time together after their beloved Dad had been away all week for business.
As is frequent at our house, and because their Dad is a runner and often has aching feet, the boys were called upon to give their ol’ Dad a foot massage. Seth, our seven year old, was happy to sit at his Dad’s feet and rub them. Eventually, Rich, who is always exhausted by the end of the day, drifted off to never-never land.
Waking up hours later, he found the living room completely empty and a note on his chest.