Laurie got home from work late. Adam James, IV was bringing in a new business for the Laurel Hill Mall, and Laurie’s shop had been working on the ductwork for the building. He tossed his clothes in the general direction of the hamper, and got into the shower. It was Wednesday, and that meant dinner with the family. Of course it also meant Pop getting on his case about work and Mom nagging him about finding a nice girl. But that was family.
He hurried through his shower, dressed in a pair of skinny chinos and a long-sleeved blue Henley—Mom expected him to dress nicely—and stepped into a pair of loafers.
He’d made a Watergate salad the night before, and he was bringing that for dessert. Something else Mom expected: if you came to visit you didn’t show up empty-handed, even if it was just b
