My Father In Law Said Nobody Invited Me Until Someone Pulled Into The Driveway

pie made from my mother’s recipe, because I was still the kind of person who showed up with food.

The gate was open when we arrived. Nobody was standing at it.

The backyard was set up, not as many people as Labor Day but enough. Megan’s minivan in the driveway, Brandon’s silver truck, Aunt Carol’s sedan. The grill was smoking. Fleetwood Mac from the continue reading …