Chapter 23
Atlanta, GAPhilip
Atlanta, GAPhilip
MONDAY MORNING WAS more than a little hectic. Marie and the girls had a nine o’clock flight, but Julien and Sylvia weren’t scheduled to leave until noon. In the end, Julien and I drove Marie and the girls to the airport and saw them off. An hour later, I drove Julien and Sylvia to Hartsfield so they could catch their flight. I arrived home in time to have a late lunch with Gran, over which the two of us revisited the events of the weekend.
When Steve and Roger got home that evening, I went looking for them and found them in their room, doing their homework. The door was open, so I said, “Hi, guys.”
“What’s up?” Steve said.
“Not much,” I said, “except I have two envelopes from Georgia Tech that came today. One for each of you.”
I handed
