hopefully their backs would thank me.
Saturday morning was beautiful.
I had already sent the gate code to the moving company.
The three of us drove down toward the coast.
Dad fell asleep in a folding chair with a newspaper over his face.
Mom and I walked along the water.
Later, we stopped at a small seafood restaurant.
It was one of those peaceful family days you don’t realize is important until everything changes.
At around one-thirty, my phone rang.
I didn’t recognize the number immediately.
Then I remembered.
It
