"I....I'm worried about Mama. She's so quiet, and she doesn't smile as much as she used to." She fiddled with one of his pockets a little, the looked up at him again. There was a quiver in her voice. "Daddy? The day Gabie......left, I heard Daniel say he hoped Mama would, too."
Now, her voice had an edge of wildness and desperation. "That's not gonna happen, is it? Mama wouldn't leave us, would she?"