Norman had a natural charm, he knew exactly what to say and what to do.
Latisha made a greater effort to communicate with Norman. Roland just sat there in silence looking into space.
While I was transferring the food into appropriate serving dishes I could hear Norman and Latisha having polite conversation. I called Roland into the kitchen as I found his lack of enthusiasm quite disturbing. He took so long to arrive. “What is wrong with you Roland?” I whispered, he gave me a blank expression and responded “Since dad left I have been the man of the house. Why do you need him?”
I closed the kitchen door put my hands on his shoulders looked into his eyes. “You will always be the man in here no-one is going to take that away from you okay? You and Latisha will always come first in my life never forget…