Ruth asked me to come home. I said I needed answers first.
Before leaving, I asked Daniel for his full name, phone number, and the address where he was taking me. I sent everything to Ruth.
Daniel drove me to a house forty minutes away. During the ride, he told me Thomas had married a nurse named Margaret. They had two children, including Daniel’s mother. Margaret died three years ago.
“Did he ever mention me to your mother?”
I watched the road.
“Did he remember me?”
“Yes.”
“Did he ever mention me to your mother?”
“Not until recently.”
I turned toward the window.
Thomas was sitting beside the window, a blanket over his knees.
Daniel seemed to understand that I didn’t want to hear anything else about his grandfather.
The house had flowers along the walkway and a wooden sign that said GRANDPA’S PLACE.
Thomas was sitting beside the window, a blanket over his knees.
