Vincent & Sophie — The Empty Chair at Harbor Point
Some demanded more than he could offer.
Others spoke in quiet, exhausted voices about years of uncertainty.
He learned to listen without trying to win the conversation.
It was more difficult than any negotiation he had ever conducted, and far more necessary.
PART 21
Sophie turned eight on a windy morning in early summer.
June held a backyard party with paper lanterns, a homemade cake, and an assortment of children whose noise filled the little blue house from end to end.
Vincent arrived carrying a small wrapped parcel: a book of star charts and a red flashlight suitable for looking at the night sky.
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