LEXI
My heart skipped a beat as Mrs. Lane asked if I wanted to know more about my father. I knew it was strange for her, but I really wanted to know.
"Yes, if you knew him." She stared at me for a long time, and I realized I'd made a mistake when concern cut across her face.
"Yes, I knew Lexington well, but... Honey, what is going on? You have never asked me about Lexington before." I scrambled for words, explaining I was just curious and that she did not have to tell me if it made her uncomfortable.
"Hey, look at me," she said, so I did. "Talking about Lexington does not make me feel uncomfortable. He was a good man and a good f…“ She trailed off and finally said, "A good soldier." Was she going to say Friends? Was she friends with my father?
"What has me concerned," she added. "Is
