I was hand washing a couple pots, he asked if I needed help.
What to do, what to do. If I say “yes” he’s all buzzed and mixed up. Do I say “no, thanks” and he feels useless?
“Sure, here’s a T-towel, you can dry the pots.”

It was so sweet. He took the T-towel, folded it neatly, pulled out the rod and hung the towel. Walked to the living room and settled in his easy chair.

I had to laugh, reminded me of something a kid would do to get out of work. Pots are still in the sink – I left them on purpose – they make me smile.