22 August 2026

“Just bring the check. Our son owns this place — dinner should be free.”….

Now their name sat calmly on the reservation list like a ghost that had decided to attend dinner.
Meredith watched my expression carefully.

“You want to cancel it?” she asked quietly.

I shook my head.

“No,” I said after a moment. “They can eat.”

The restaurant opened at five-thirty.

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