PART 3 OF 5
What Noah Had Seen Before Any Of Us
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
Sterling Hall felt enormous after the guests left.
Flowers everywhere.
Hundreds of empty chairs.
Three abandoned bouquets near the altar.
It looked less like a celebration than the aftermath of some beautiful disaster.
Noah sat beside me in a small reception room while his father and grandmother argued behind closed doors.
I couldn’t hear every word.
Only pieces.
“...never dismissed her…”
“...made your intentions perfectly clear…”
“...employee…”
“...my son…”