Eighteen Years After Ray Abandoned Him on a Dirt Road, Thomas Found His Mother’s Letter
He went back to the flatbed.
The roofers watched me through the windshield.
Not one of them looked away.
Ray stood at the office bay with one hand on the door frame.
He turned his back and went into the office bay.
I stood in the loading bay until the last roofer turned away.
The light in Ray’s office glowed behind the blinds, and his shadow passed once across the glass.
I checked my watch.