At My Son’s Society Wedding They Seated Me In The Last Row Because They Thought I Was Poor

between us with the expression of a man reassessing a situation he thought he had mapped.

“Mom, you never mentioned anyone named Theodore Blackwood.”

“There are many things I’ve never mentioned,” I said, “because no one has asked me much of anything lately.”

The small barb was deliberate, and it landed. My son had the grace to register the impact.

“But continue reading …