same thing.”
“Your son is newly married. His wife is pregnant. I’m checking on them.”
“With soup.”
“Yes.”
“And medication.”
“Vitamins.”
“From where?”
Her smile thinned out. “Don’t be absurd.”
Preston came and stood beside me. “Mom. Leave.”
She looked at him and her whole face softened, instantly, the way it always had. That softness had trained him for thirty-one continue reading …
