After dinner we took turns telling stories.

Daniel recalled Walter slipping him a peppermint during his first awkward visit as Paige’s boyfriend.

Paige remembered a card he had written after her eighth-grade science fair.

I remembered the afternoon he had patiently corrected my attempt to repair a broken lamp.

“He said electricity was like a conversation,” I told them.

“You had to know where the current was going before you touched anything.”

Mr. Alvarez laughed. “That sounds like Walter.”