Chapter 43

Steve giggled again.

“You’re not going to tell me, are you?” she said.

“In a word, no.”

During the flight back to Atlanta, I sat in the copilot’s seat, and Steve dozed in one of the back seats. We got home just in time for dinner, and the three of us made an early night of it.

10

Atlanta, GAPhilip

FRANK WAS EVENTUALLY sentenced to twenty years without any chance for parole, with credit for time served. On the last Friday in October, we were relaxing around the pool. Steve and Roger were in the pool with Sammy Mangrum. Mason Cartwright and his wife were there, as were Dean Mangrum and his wife. Gran had even made a rare appearance.

The three boys got out of the water and came over to where we were sitting, and Roger said, “Dad, you know the team went on a field trip to the children’s cancer hospital recently.”

“Yes, I do,” Mason said.

“Some of us would like to go out there and help once in a while,” Roger said.

“Help how?” his mother said.