No instruction from me or Elliot had told the staff to display the contents.

Guests near the table began to notice.

The rest of the room was preparing for a meal and a toast, not a hearing about our family.

Claire unfolded the receipt copy.

“One hundred eighty-six dollars.

Seven lunches, food, and cake ingredients.”

“Weekly expenses,” Daniel said.

The note mentioned Ben’s cake with the little blue cars and Daniel bringing the ingredients home.