Owen came to attention, chin up, and saluted with his palm facing out, the way he always had, the way Daniel had never corrected because it was too perfect.
"Yep! But I didn’t have to do it all by myself."
Daniel grinned. He thought he knew this one: Grandma Ruth driving up from Roanoke, or the Pruitt boys from next door, or the neighborhood watch man with the golf cart.
"Oh yeah? Who helped you?"