paid for his ticket, and asked whether I could accompany him. Partners and guests were welcome. I made him ask once more whether he really wanted his mother at a high school reunion.
“You remember her,” he said. “And I want you there.”
I bought a blouse and tried not to behave as though I had been nominated for something.
Daniel arranged a short slot after the faculty acknowledgment. He knew Evan wanted to thank Mrs. Carter and discuss an education fund, but the personal details stayed with Evan.
Nobody
