A Stranger Left an Envelope Beside My Bed on My Sixty-Second Birthday—Then I Found His Photograph with My Son
“If it goes back, I lose the store.”
“I didn’t agree to buy it for you.”
For a long time, we sat with the cooling dinner between us.
Then he said, “What will people say about the family?”
Brenda answered before I could.
“You should have thought about the family before you put a stranger in Mom’s hotel room.”
Greg looked at her as though she had betrayed him.
I knew that expression.