He said his father had handed a stranger the only piece of land that mattered to our family.

I asked if we should call Walt and tell him the farm was up for grabs again.

Luke shook his head and stepped away from the counter.

“He doesn’t care.”

I reminded him that Walt still came to the baseball games and acted as if everything between us was completely normal.

Luke said pretending wouldn’t stop an auctioneer from selling the red barn to a corporation.

He walked to the refrigerator and stood there without opening the heavy door.