The rest of our evening was rather low key. Cameron grilled up the burgers, and I took care of a few things that needed to be done around the house, while checking on the tater tots every so often. Our dinner conversation was quiet. We only spoke on how his day had gone, because for the last two days we’d only really talked about me, and what I was soon to do. Work for him had been going well, busy, but nothing too crazy....