“You came!” Lily exclaimed.
“I told Dad you’d come!”
I hugged them both.
“Of course I wanted to see you.”
Across the hallway, Renee watched silently.
Pat took charge of the kitchen.
She put the turkey in the oven, arranged the side dishes, and asked Adam to prepare another place at the table.
Then she guided Renee into the laundry room.
They spoke privately.
A few minutes later, I heard Renee crying.
Meanwhile, Adam and I sat at the kitchen table.
I told him everything.
The community dinner.
Pat’s application.
The housing assistance.
The four thousand two hundred dollars that had covered her rent.
Adam stared at me.
“Your donation helped Renee’s mom?”
“Yes.”
He leaned back in his chair.
“We thought the money was gone, and you ended up helping her anyway.”
I nodded.
“But I didn’t know her application was there.”
He lowered his head.
