“Did she read the service citations?” I asked.

“Every paragraph,” David said.

“She knows about the evacuation flights out of Kabul.

She knows about the commendation medals.”

“Gerald told her I abandoned the family because I couldn’t hold down a civilian job,” I said.

“We know,” David said, reaching over to tap the kraft envelope.

“And by eight o’clock tonight, everyone sitting at table one is going to know the truth too.”

David adjusted his cuffs before leaning forward across the small table.