“Never enough family time!” Henry dropped the last plate in the dishwasher and caught the towel when Vaughn tossed it at him instead of relinquishing it to Randy. “I’ll grab the cards. Vaughn, you grab the beer—”
“Oh, for God’s sake, the lot of you!”
Randy, Vaughn, and Henry all turned back toward the table at the sound of Mrs. Connor’s voice.
She paused to eye each one of them in turn. “What could possibly make you think that this young man wants to sit around and play cards with a bunch of old fogies? Leave him be; he’s put in his time. I haven’t heard him complain once about getting dragged through the damn city like he was on some kind of a leash, and he spent the entire morning either cleaning up breakfast or helping his brother and sister get ready. Give him a break. It’s a good n
