Chapter 49

“Hey, I hope you remember where you parked.”

“You doubt me? I’m cut to the quick.”

He gave a snort, but just like the last time, I followed my nose and found my car.

* * * *

Dad’s seat at the table had him facing the front of the restaurant, and when he saw me, he said something to Mrs. Wilder. She turned and smiled at me as I approached, and Dad rose to his feet.

“Ty. Barb, this is my son.”

“Hi, Dad. Mrs. Wilder.”

“Hello, Tyrell. Thank you for your thoughtful gift. The books you chose are perfect.”

“You’re welcome. I’m pleased you like them. Thank you for the CD. They’re one of my favorite groups.”

“Your father told me.”

I just smiled at that.

“You’re very like him, you know. If he hadn’t introduced you, I still would have recognized you right away. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

“Same here.” I waited to see if she’d settle for shaking my hand, or if she’d try to push things by hugging me.

“I already told Barb you don’t like to be touched.”