Jake almost smiled at the picture of Molly that flashed through his mind.

Jake smiled slightly, not at all surprised to hear that.

Jake smiled at her but didn't quite know what to say back so he changed the subject.

Jake took a deep breath and also smiled, deciding to let that one go.

Jake smiled, finally accepting his father's death and finding in it some meaning.

Jake smiled and shook his head, as if to say: That's too long.

Jake smiled at the story he had heard a hundred times.

Jake just smiled at him and said he was sorry, Governor.

Jake smiled a little, thinking about some of the stories he had to tell.

Across the space that divided them Jake looked at her again and smiled.