his mug.
Fair enough.
Then he cleared his throat.
“Rachel wanted me to ask you something.”
I waited.
“She wants a new SUV.”
I nearly smiled.
“She was wondering whether you’d co-sign.”
“No.”
David nodded before I finished.
“Yeah. I figured.”
“That’s a firm no.”
“I know.”
The kitchen took four weeks.
When finished, sunlight reflected across pale quartz countertops. The new sink was deep and bright, the cabinets finally closed properly, and my stand mixer sat where I could see it.
Behind new locks.
One Tuesday afternoon, the doorbell
