Lou took her hands from across the table, as he remembered doing with his family in childhood, and said grace quietly, his voice rhythmic and tranquil. When he finished with an 'amen' that Maddie presumably echoed, he looked up and squeezed her hands with a smile before digging into supper. As he ate, he offered a story or two about some of the stranger patrons he'd cabbied about Whitby and asked her questions about her happiest memories, wanting to see her smile again.