"Is there anything I can help with?" I feel a little guilty, seeing all of this and knowing I had nothing to do with it. And I know how much work this takes, because Dad and I did for years on our own. It was as big a deal as we could make it, in the beginning it was to keep some sense of normalcy after Mom left and after JJ, well, for a little while it was an act of desperation. Sometimes, Dad had to work, so we'd do it the day, the week before or after Thanksgiving, but we always did it and in time, it became our thing.

"I mean anything. Even dishes. I'm great at dishes."