"Happy Birthday, Fari."
Faramir looked up at his father and smiled. "Thanks, Dad." Things were finally settling between them, the old hurts healed. Now they could move ahead.
Pippin grinned. "I'm supposed to give you advice on becoming an adult today, but as you've already got a wife--and a baby on the way--I think we can skip that." They both glanced over at a heavily pregnant Goldi, laughing with her parents.
His dad lay a hand on his shoulder. "I know it hasn't been easy for you lately. But I want you to know I'm proud of you."