She’s still her Miss America weight. Never skips church. Is nice to animals.
She turns forty anyway.
Jim knows he’s stuffy. But sometimes Murphy grins, and he thinks he might have made a good father after all.
Tonight’s the night. Expensive suit, power tie. Silverberg, you’re unstoppable.
The cashier frowns. “Can I see your ID?”
Frank says it’s that the house is too big, but it’s that the rooms are too empty. He’s too old for all that space.
Avery has his grandmother’s eyes, blue and bright. Murphy wishes she could show her. Just once. Look.