love if you didn’t know better.
Brenda called me midweek, breathless. “Dad’s going all out. He even ordered a cake with your photo on it. Isn’t that sweet?”
I let that sit for a moment.
“Who’s on the guest list?”
“Oh, everyone. Family, neighbors, some of his work friends.” She paused. “I think even your old boss Linda. Isn’t that nice?”
Linda. The woman continue reading …
