The television in the Great Hall was playing the Anderson family's favorite comedy show. Herb and Daisy sat on the sofa, flipping through a photo album filled with pictures of a litter of five cats. The actual cat from the photos was currently sprawled across Nia's lap, having his fur brushed, showing not a single shred of paternal awareness.
Footsteps sounded on the stairs. Albert came down, walked up behind Daisy, and peered over her shoulder at the kitten photos. There were three of them, and they looked very much like Tom when he was little.
"Your Grandpa Luke took one home to raise." Herb took the slip of paper handed to him by his son, glanced at the number on it, tucked it into his wallet, and continued, "Are you really not coming with us on our holiday to the south?"
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