Your father was back from the Stepstones and you barely remembered him.

You were conceived in the first fortnight of his marriage to Rhea, a night of drunken lovemaking that meant nothing, as neither of them had any love for the other.

And now that your mother was dead, something in him lit up and he felt obliged to raise you.

You weren't a child anymore, didn't have a connection with him, but he seemed determined to get closer to you.

Like now that he insisted on having dinner with you.