During the war years, the hours of each day were spent surviving til the next, for Lucas and his father.
Each day, the man and his boy had to make do with food enough for only one of them. They’d take a day’s ration, and each would eat a quarter of it. Then they would each a quarter of what was left. And they’d keep repeating, making careful slices, to slow down the meal and pretend there was enough for seconds, thirds, fourths. Eventually, the remaining piece would be too small to cut. Lucas’s father always gave it to Lucas.