Thirty-two members of your family found out at a birthday party.

“Thirteen years, and I was thirty-fourth.”

He said, “How do you—”

“I was there.”

He stared at me.

“I was in the service pantry on the private floor from four forty until nine.

Evelyn put me on plating.” I turned my water glass around on the table.

“I heard your mother’s toast.