Chapter Twenty-Two
It was a crisp Saturday morning, the kind that simultaneously makes you dread the coming winter and welcome the prospect of hot tea, warm fires and cozy sweaters. It also makes you realize you should take advantage of the great outdoors before subzero temperatures keep you hostage inside for months on end.
It was a perfect day to stroll through the city's large and well-populated park, where exercise enthusiasts, animals, children and lovers meant there was no shortage of entertainment to occupy one’s attention. Gary was away on his annual pre-Thanksgiving boy’s weekend, where hunting was the official story but hangovers ruled supreme. I welcomed the solitude and the house to myself; it had always been a weekend I looked forward to. When James was young, I would cajole
