An older man stood there — maybe late 60s. He was clean-shaven but deeply creased. His tie was too tight, like someone else had knotted it for him. He held his cup in both hands, like it might slip.
“I’m sorry…” I said slowly. “Did you know my dad from work?”
An older man stood there — maybe late 60s.
He nodded once. “I’ve known him for a long continue reading …
