My Father-in-Law Threw Us Out Before the General Arrived

jewelry box under her arm. Nora crawled into my bed and pressed her cold feet against my calf, same as always.

Mason stayed awake.

I found him at 3:12 a.m. sitting on the back porch steps under a blanket, looking at the workshop.

The rain had stopped. Everything dripped.

I sat beside him.

For a while, neither of us said anything.

Then he asked, “Did Dad continue reading …