**Why am I here? What good will this do?** He imagines several equally hideous possible results of his visit, but firms his resolve. **This may be my only chance. I'll never forgive myself if I don't go through with it.** He steels himself for the worst and enters. "Nora," he whispers, then bites his lip. Her walkman is audible even in the hall, and her nose is buried in her book. **I see they've resorted to take out. No wonder, I was the only one who ever cooked.** He peeks into the empty living room and bedrooms. **Chris must be out with Luna, and that's probably Janis in the shower. She probably wouldn't appreciate interruption.** He wanders back to the kitchen and tries to work up the nerve to approach his daughter.