After My Father’s

to stand beside me.

“You did well,” she said.

“Today?”

“All of it.”

I laughed softly. “That sounds generous.”

“It isn’t.”

Across the lot, Eddie was showing his grandson how to throw a horseshoe. Lily was dancing badly with two women from accounting. Samuel Bell stood near the food table, talking with Patrice and Harold.

I had invited him.

I had not expected continue reading …