Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document

“And if Julian calls before Tuesday?”

“Then you call me first.” Arthur picked up his briefcase.

“Do you have somebody who can stay with you tonight?”

“I have Bunny.” I meant the stuffed rabbit still sitting in my car, the one Victoria had thrown away.

“I have plenty to keep me busy.”

Arthur didn’t crack a smile.

“Leave the fever monitor on your kitchen counter.

If he asks about it, you never found it.”