Maci had never known her father without her mother at his side. The version of Hades who existed when Seph was home in the fall was Maci’s hero; though always stiff in nature, and usually slightly bowled over by Maci’s overwhelming energy, he had set aside a designated soft spot for his little daughter next to the spot reserved for his wife, and Maci cherished every second she could spend with her father. Hades had also, of course, never been responsible for taking care of Maci without Seph there with him.