Chapter 73
Jane&I are coming to dinner tomorrow. We’ll bring dessert. Make sure Vincent is there. 7PM
No explanation, no other information, and my follow-up texts had gone unanswered. I’d considered storming over to my brother’s house and demanding to know what he was up to, but he could be a stubborn SOB when he wanted, and something told me this would be one of those times.
So instead I’d finally given in, sent back a single Okayand told Vee about my brother’s demands. He’d promised to be here, I’d planned the meal, gone grocery shopping, and everything was on track.
Except of course it wasn’t. I’d gotten a brief text from Vee an hour ago saying he’d be late. And now at—I glanced at my watch again—six forty-eight, my brother and his wife would arrive in twelve minutes, because not once in his entire life had Harrison been late for anything. He’d been born on his actual due date, for crying out loud.