months ago.”
Inside were dozens of handwritten recipe cards.
Margaret’s recipes.
Claire immediately began crying.
She lifted one card.
“Cinnamon rolls.”
Her mother’s Christmas breakfast recipe.
Claire explained that after Margaret died, she had stopped making Christmas breakfast because the house never smelled the same.
“I thought these were gone.”
But her father had saved them.
Saturday Two was for Aaron.
The instruction said:
Take Aaron to Franklin Field. Bring the glove.
Mr. Vance had left behind Aaron’s old baseball glove.
Aaron immediately refused.
His son Ben had played Little League at Franklin Field for years, and Aaron had repeatedly invited his father to attend.
Mr. Vance always made excuses.
Too tired.
Too hot.
Bad knees.
Crowds bothered him.
Aaron looked at Noah bitterly.
“He could sit on that porch every Saturday watching you mow, but he couldn’t watch his own grandson play baseball.”
Noah said nothing.
Aaron quickly apologized.
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