He needed to break the ice: “Enjoy your breakfast and your day,” open hand extended over Mort’s plate. Mort had to shake: “You too.”
At the register, Paul noticed Marna behind him. “A new grandson. Can’t believe it, a girl so young.”
“You bullshitter!” Laughing.
Good fortune. Paul learned Marna died of heart attack later that afternoon. He had warmed her still beating heart.