The professor and his wife had been divorced for almost five years, and five years was enough time to change many people and things.
If not specifically inquired, many might not even know those pasts gradually covered by time.
No one would recall that the professor's dark transformation was because the omnipresent sunshine failed to reach his tragically deceased son.
Nor would anyone remember, there were two people here, with a fearsome father and husband.
In the evening, as the professor's daughter returned from work, her brother's death had changed her personality somewhat, leading her to avoid one-on-one contact with men.
Although... this might be a problem, she felt she was doing quite well now, just like her mother.
She made some simple food and called her mother out, and the two sat at the table eating dinner, chatting.
All about her work-related issues.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
