A Tin of Old Photographs Revealed Why a Best Friend Kept Helping

slicing a yellow peach into neat wedges. On a silver platter beside him sat a dozen small, glossy pastries from the bakery downtown, the kind that cost three or four dollars each.

“I thought you two might be hungry after the short walk from the bus stop,” Harold said, his voice deep and deliberately calm.

He did not look up from his continue reading …