[Is that what people do when they're alone all day? He doesn't know if that's typical, or if that's just her life. It doesn't sound sad, to him, not really, because who is he to judge the sadness of anyone else's life, considering his own, but it does sound lonely. If she doesn't have people visiting, she must spend most of her time in a solitary way. He appreciates solitude, certainly, but he appreciates having Angela and Tommy around, their noises, their existence in his life, too.

And then, of course, she's turning the question back around on him, as he should have expected she would, and he chuckles quietly.]

Well, not golf. You'd have me beat at that.

[Because he does hear that pride in her voice, and thinks she must be very talented at the sport, and he's never quite gotten the hang of it. He's too clumsy, maybe, or his movements are too sweeping and huge.]

I guess I do all the normal kinda things. I spend time with my son, usually on the beach, I spend time with my wife [When she wants to spend time with him, which seems to be happening less and less these days.] I read, I drink, I've got all kindsa interests.