Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document
I’ll hear it.”
“You can’t be on duty every single hour from now until Tuesday.”
“No,” he said.
“But I can make sure the ones who are on duty know Chloe’s name.”
At two that afternoon Arthur came to my dining room with a legal pad and a roll of masking tape.
I had the poster board spread across the table, still smelling of the drugstore wrapping.
“Start with that first Friday,” he said.
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