Work was joel's passion, his life apart from you. He would choose it over most things ever since sarah left for college. most holidays if he took time off his construction job he instead stayed at home in his office to carve.

today was no different, it was supposed to be his birthday and you'd had the whole day planned out yet he had been hiding in his office all day. You had brought him his lunch, and he'd not even broke eye contact with the little wooden horse as he muttered "thanks baby doll"