She woke to the aroma of pancakes.

Jack made pancakes every Sunday. His with blueberries and Greek yogurt; hers with bacon and maple syrup. She smiled.

When the bedroom door creaked open, it wasn’t him. It was their son, Daniel.

But while they chewed their pancakes, Jack was with them.

James Whitman is a writer, podcaster, and nerdy dad. He makes excellent pancakes.