After lunch, the couple walks to the park near the dinner. Laying down on their backs with Athena between them like always, they watch the clouds slowly move on. The sounds of kids and other couples having the time of their lives are drowned out and they feel, sense, and see no one else but each other.
“Have you heard anything from your dad?” Mars breaks the silence. And as much as they would have loved not to talk or think of it, they know that it is inevitable.
Athena shakes her head. She has been listening in on her father's conversations, most of which are unnecessary for her and the others have absolutely nothing to do with what she wants.
“I feel useless...” she mumbles, the frustration of it all returning.
“There is just nothing left to do until you have all the information you
