Roses for Mama
“She felt it was a bit soon, but she could not turn down his pleading dark eyes.
They also had another caller on Monday. Charlie braved the weather to make his way across the field.
He sipped coffee, savored chocolate cake, and talked of neighborhood events until after the three younger children had been sent to bed. Then with just Thomas and Angela sharing the table, he brought up what he had really come to talk about.
“They read the will today.”
For a moment Angela did not catch the meaning of his words.
“Mr. Stratton was wise to have drawn a will,” commented Thomas, and Angela understood.
Charlie nodded.
They sat in silence for a minute. Thomas and Angela both sensed there was more on Charlie’s mind.
“It held some surprises?” prompted Thomas.
“It did.”
Charlie pulled a yellowed envelope from his pocket. On the front in scrawling handwriting was the name of Karl Peterson.
“Papa!” said Angela in surprise.
Charlie nodded.
“But Papa has been gone for—” began Angela.
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