us?”
Grandpa smiled.
That might have been my favorite moment all morning.
“No.”
A wire transfer was arranged.
David handled the details.
The photographer remained beside his car, pretending to be deeply interested in his camera settings.
The real estate agent made several calls.
Tommy finished his coffee.
I watched Grandpa.
He wasn’t celebrating.
He wasn’t taunting them.
He almost seemed bored.
Once confirmation came through that everything had been properly received and documented, David explained the next steps for releasing or withdrawing the claim as appropriate.
Grant looked at
