He feels a great peace descending over his soul. **This is right.** In his daughter's room he lays his head on her pillow so that he can see her face. His apology to her is no less heartfelt or anguished than that to his wife. He waits patiently for the relief to come, which it does after only a brief hesitation. He releases her hand and smothers a desire to tuck the covers closer around her chin. **I don't want to wake her. I have to go see Chris, too.**