"Will you wait two more weeks for the money?" my father asked me tonight.
"Why two weeks?" I asked.
"I am going to Houston for a wedding and want to be home to see how you do," Dad replied.
"I would love nothing more than to go eat lunch tomorrow. Or drive to Auburn to buy a trains magazine," I said.
"I know," Dad replied. "But you would be doing me a favor. I just want you to be okay."
"Well, my brother and sister always listened to you and your advice and they turned out to be doctors. I am going to listen to you as well."
"Love you, son," Dad said as he hugged me. "Love you so much."