My Family Toasted

would be proud.”

I looked toward my office window. Outside, trucks moved through the yard under a pale morning sky.

“Would he?”

“Oh, honey. He used to tell me you were the only one who listened to the business instead of the applause.”

My throat tightened.

“Dad says Grandpa was hard on him.”

“He was.”

I waited.

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