Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document
He didn’t move.
I put my free hand flat against his chest and shoved.
He took one step back, caught off guard.
The laundry room door was three steps along the hall.
I shouldered it open and set Chloe down on the floor just inside.
Then I spun around and slammed the heavy door.
The lock caught.
Julian struck the door with his open palm.