PART 2 OF 15
The Envelope on the Table
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
The kitchen door opened.
The boy's father stood there.
His black suit jacket was still buttoned, but his expression suggested he'd returned for something far more serious than dinner.
His eyes moved across the room.
Three children eating.
His wife beside them.
Then his son.
Standing alone.
No plate.
No chair.
“What is going on?”
The stepmother recovered quickly.
“Nothing. We were just having dinner.”