We looked at Dad when he suddenly stood up.

He took his cane and then pointed it at Vince.

My God, Dad!

"You, come with me," he said briefly before turning his back on us.

Vince gently took back his hold on me and mom.

"Please excuse us," he said smiling to Mom.

"I'll be back, Mine," he told me and kissed me on the forehead before leaving and following Dad.

I looked at Mom when she held my hand.

"Don't worry, son. Everything's going to be alright. Now, it's your turn to talk. Tell me, are you happy?"

I automatically smiled. I don't have to think about the answer...