“He was part of my life.

The happy things happened.

The hurtful things happened too.

I don’t want to lie about either.”

For dessert, we ate peach cobbler, made from a recipe I hadn’t used in years.

Nina insisted it tasted like her childhood.

Marcus asked for the leftovers.

Sam tried to calculate how many servings were left, and I told him some problems didn’t need an investigator.