Mom looks at Dad and then at me with a worried look on her face. I make the same gesture to her that she made to me yesterday, letting her know that things will be fine. Josh and our moms finish cleaning up while John kicks back with a beer in his hand, watching the peaceful sunset. I take Dad's hand, and we walk down to the shore. I want to be close to the water so nobody will hear us in case it gets loud.

"Dad, are you seriously going to make me choose between our family and Josh?"

"Not between us and Josh, Dear. Between California and home....