“He said you had the military arrest him.”

“I had federal agents arrest him.”

“You need to call them and fix this this minute,” Martha said.

“Tell them it was only a family misunderstanding.

Tell them we can make a lovely pot roast on Sunday and talk the whole thing out.”

I picked my coffee cup back up.

The paper sleeve felt warm in my palm.

“There’s no misunderstanding,” I said.