“It’s a what?” she asked. If she’d had a calendar, she’d have noticed it was his birthday.
Herb looked at her, smiling in his crooked way. “A vision board; it is a representation of my greatest dream. Besides you of course.”
She figured they needed a good laugh right about now. “Okay, I’ll bite. Tell me more.”
“When I feel down, I come look at it and imagine what it’ll be like when I call her.” She knew he meant his daughter. “I’d tell her we hit it big, I’m coming to get her, and we ain’t homeless no more.”