He shrugged. “Didn’t want to bother you.
She kept going. “We figured he could treat us.
“You figured it was okay to dump a twelve-thousand-dollar bill on a seventy-four-year-old man without asking?”
The first response came three days later.
I didn’t respond.
No one called. No one invited us.
Now, he spends most of his time in the garden.
I couldn’t go until the last day. Work kept me in the city, but I booked a one-way flight.
“The main thing is… they had fun.”
I stared out at the road in front of the hotel.

