My Son Left Me Behind on Thanksgiving and Flew His Family to Hawaii—So Friday Morning, I Called Movers and Took Back Everything I Had Paid For

“And then?”

I looked toward the house.

Toward the furniture, the rooms, the lists, and the refrigerator note.

“Tomorrow morning,” I said, “I’m calling movers.”

PART 2 — THE HOUSE ARTHUR HELPED ME BUILD

Evelyn arrived shortly after breakfast on Friday.

She carried a canvas grocery bag and two slices of pumpkin pie.

“I thought you’d need something sweet.”