ABSTRACT

A middle-aged man with some grey sprinkled in his dark hair, reached across the table to grab his favorite blue mug next to a carafe of black coffee. He pulled the mug close and started to pour himself a cup of coffee when he heard his eldest daughter greet someone at the front door. He listened to his child, Rachel, explain how beautiful the roses were that her boyfriend, Lev, brought, but he didn’t hear Lev’s reply.