Ginny had been born just as Bill was going off to school, so he always put in extra time with her when he was home, which had made them very close. However, it was difficult for him to remember that she was an adult now, and he could utilise her- her shoulder, her advice -she was bright and talented, and Bill felt silly for having to rediscover that over and over.
"Of course," he said, with a full mouth. The eggs could not have been more perfect to settle the alcohol sloshing around in his stomach. "Truthfully," Bill paused to swallow and wipe his mouth. "I've hesitant to say much to anyone, because I don't want anyone telling me I need to fight for this." He dropped his fork onto his now empty plate. "Because I don't want to."