henry walks along the wet parking lot , listening to the faint pitter padded of rain falling on the aluminum roof . even when we sat at the kitchen table as dad flipped a batch of huckleberry pancakes . he laughs and kisses my hand . he 'd always wanted to be a family man , so he was also a safer bet . didnt know there were such a thing til this happened . bob cried , scrambling along the floor to the back of the car . 