“What’s this?” I said when I saw the envelope. It was on top of the bundle, so I took a closer look and added, “Way to go, Granddad.”
“What?”
“Your grandfather decided to invest five bucks to get you a check in a hurry.”
“Yeah, but tomorrow is Saturday, so it won’t do a lot of good.”
“Not to worry—my bank is open Saturday morning, and you can open an account.”
“I have a bank account, but it’s a local Orlando bank.”
“Then my banker will be happy to open an account for you and arrange to transfer your balance.”
“Yeah.”
13
Jacksonville, FLSaturday morning
NATE WAS A SWIMMER and I had a spare pair of Speedos, so he went to the Y with me early Saturday morning. After we swam laps and were settled in the steam room, I heaved a sigh.
“What’s that for?” he said.
“That was a sigh of relief. I didn’t manage to swim very often on that trip, and it’s almost like starting over again from scratch.”
“Surely it’s not that bad.”