Hattie: You miss your father a lot, don't you, Zeke?
Philip: Somebody has to.
Hattie: What do you mean by that?
Philip: I was standing right there. I saw you kiss Ed good night, and now he's sitting in my daddy's place.
Hattie: You're the one who invited him to dinner and I'm glad you did.
Philip: Don't you feel anything for Daddy, anything at all?
Hattie: You really want to know how I feel? I'll tell you. I'm angry, Zeke.
Philip: Angry? Why, Mama?
Hattie: Because he promised he'd never leave me. Crazy as it may seem, I believed him. One morning last month, I woke up early, went downstairs singing, got a big breakfast on the stove. Suddenly, I realized I was the only one there to eat it. Remembering is easy, Zeke. It's the times that I forget he's gone that I can't stand.
Philip: Oh, Mama, I am so sorry. It's just that I lost Daddy and when I saw you with Ed, I thought I was gonna lose you, too.
Hattie: You're not gonna lose me, Zeke. Of course you may have to loan me out on occasion. [they hug] You can let go now, Zeke.
Philip: As soon as Ed leaves.