I Put One Envelope Beside the Father of the Bride

honest.

She recognized my last name.

“Lawson. Any relation to Ethan Lawson? The engineer at Halberd Systems?”

“My son.”

She nodded, then said, “My nephew works with him.”

That would’ve been the end of it if Janice hadn’t also rolled her eyes when Preston Whitmore walked past us in the hallway.

“You know him?” I asked.

“I know his kind,” she said. “And I know continue reading …