Chapter 14
Atlanta, GA
Philip
ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON two weeks after we returned from spring break at the beach, Charles and I invited the parents of Jimmy Anderson to lunch. Because spring flowers were blooming profusely in the garden, we ate in the sunroom, where the garden was in full view. Mason and Angela were unable to be with us due to a conflict. Gran was present, of course, and graciously accepted the usual comments about the house and grounds from our guests.
Patrick and Julia Anderson were in their late thirties, and over the course of lunch, we learned that Jimmy had been the oldest of their four children. After the dishes had been cleared away, we lifted Mark and Steven out of their high chairs, and Grace led them back upstairs. Then Charles said to Steve and Roger, “Okay,
