My mom left for a spa day with her girlfriends early in the morning. I brewed a pot of coffee, defrosted Nana D"s blueberry scones, and tossed some turkey sausages in the frying pan. If my father were on time, he"d arrive any moment for the breakfast I"d suggested he attend the day before. As I began plating the food, the grandfather clock in the living room confirmed it was nine o"clock. My father pushed open the swinging door into the kitchen. That man had impeccable timing.
suggested“Good day, Kellan. I believe you made a demand for my presence this morning.”
Was he attempting to be funny? “We have things to discuss. Are you going to the game today?” I eased into the topic to avoid creating any tension.
“Indeed. I"m still head of the college, and it"s the first baseball game. I"m loo
