My father stood up at the lake house dinner and raised his glass in fr…

in my spreadsheet.

“Correct,” I said.

On October 2, my mother left a voicemail asking me to confirm the headcount for Garfield Social by Friday.

I did not call back.

On October 6, my father called while I was at my desk at Aldrich Pennington Group reviewing quarterly tax estimates for a commercial real estate client. My phone lit up with his name. I watched continue reading …