Chapter Four
Kevin parked around the corner from his childhood home. The street was already blocked off by wooden horses and some families were assembling card tables and canopies to provide shade for the day ahead. The area hadn’t changed much over the years. Sure, some people died or moved away and younger families took their places, but the traditions remained the same. The families who had planted roots here decades ago passed the torch to the younger generation.
Many of his childhood friends came back for this party every year. They always had. In college, it had been a way to reconnect with high school buddies. Now they came with families of their own, and Kevin felt out of place in the crowd. Even his own damn brothers were falling in love and getting married.
He hefted the bags
