Frank chuckled, but it was wet. The camera shook.
He paused. A bird sang somewhere off-camera. Homefront Video
“Hey, Frank,” Ruth said, tucking a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. She wasn't looking at the camera; she was looking past it, at her husband behind the lens. “Leo ate a whole apple today. Peel and all. Had to fish the stem out of his hair.” She laughed—a sound Leo hadn’t heard in twenty years. Cancer took her in 2004. Frank chuckled, but it was wet