"Thank you," Robert said. "I probably could have walked it but in doing so, I take more from Khaat. Its been a fine balance for almost 20 years."
"I could have make you pocketsized and brought you myself, you know," Kate said to him, putting a large pitcher of iced tea on the table, with a large tray of hot Chinese tea fwith a lot of little Chinese tea cups following her and setting itself on the table.
"No thank you," he said. "Youre entirely too eager to do that. The food smells good. Maybe I'm hungry after all."
Brian had had a change of heart, and he looked at Khaat. "Do you two want to go out with us? You can sit on the lounge to eat. You and Abbey..."
"NO!" Abbey demanded. Brian and Khaat both frowned. She'd never been that forceful. Brian knelt in front of the sofa and looked at Abbey.
"What's the matter?" he asked her softly.
"Doggies," she said firmly. "Doggies outside."
"No, no, Sweetheart," his heart sank. She was afraid. "The bad doggies are gone. Papa and Grandma are outside, and Uncle Jack and Uncle Steven..."
"Daddy not. Mama not," she said.
"Take us outside," Khaat told Brian. "I wont have her being afraid in her own home."
"Alright. I think that's wise. And I'll stay right with you until she feels secure. She must have been fine at the park or I'd have heard."
"She wasn't hurt at the park. James wasn't in the park," she reasoned. Brian picked up Khaat who was already holding Abbey. Khaat felt Abbey stiffen, but she merely stroked her hair to soothe her as Brian took them outside and put Khaat on a lounge chair. It felt wonderful to feel the sun on her skin again. She watched Angus assembling plates and setting them out and Lee's top two supervisors opening bottles of wine and pouring them into delicate crystal wine glasses at each place. For the children, Angus had provided unbreakable glasses and sparkling apple juice. He wanted them to always feel a part of he family, no matter what. Khaat appreciated Angus's sensitivity to the kids. One of Lee's men brought over three glasses--one for Khaat, one for Brian, and one for Abbey. Abbey frowned at the elegant glass after hearing them say it was for her.
"Ick," she said.
"Ick?" Brian laughed. She pointed to the glass.
"You like juice, right?" Khaat asked. She nodded. "Well," Khaat continued. "This is just juice."
"Bubbles," she pointed, frowning.
"That's right. Its juice--the same juice you drink every day. It just has bubbles. Look, we have some too," Khaat said, pointing to her and Brian's glasses of wine.
"No bubbles," Abbey observed. Brian laughed.
"She doesn't miss a thing," he said.
"We'll be fine," Khaat said. "You wait and see."
"Robert," Kate said, "You're needed to make a remembrance toast for Lee's men."
"I had figured that out," Robert said.