Arthur told his son that he would not be putting money into any new arrangement, ever, and would not discuss it further.

The job went next.

Luca started arriving late and missing things, and there was an incident with a supervisor, and he resigned in the autumn before they could do it properly.

I heard about it from Dana.

They opened a catering business in the second year, in a rented commissary kitchen on Route 9 — four miles, as it happens, from the Blue Orchid, which is a detail so on the nose that I’ve never been able to include it when telling this story out loud.

It lasted seven months.