"See, you're getting the hang of it," he says. "You'll be an expert on which course goes with which fork in no time." Distantly, he can hear the click of the switch through the phone as Caleb turns the lights off, followed by the rustle of paper as he looks through the plans.

"To actually answer your question, you're right. I really only remember the formal dining room being used for holidays and things. Sometimes dinner, when my parents drove in from the city, but otherwise it was meals in the kitchen."