“How do you like the potatoes?” Neil asked Veronica.
“Oh, they’re good,” she replied absently, not noticing how he leaned forward and seemed to hold onto her every word.
She went back to the conversation she had been having with Courtney, and ignored Neil. He waited another moment to see if she would say anything before leaving.
“Neil has the same pride in those simple potatoes that people from a small town have for their incidental participation in a historical event of minor importance,” Amelia remarked to John with a hint of sadness just below the surface of her expression.