you too.”

His face tightened.

“Funny,” he said. “I didn’t realize bringing casseroles made someone family.”

“I never claimed to be family,” I said.

“No,” Peter said. “I’m sure you were just helpful.”

“I was.”

“My father was old. People take advantage of that.”

The pharmacist looked down at the floor. One neighbor shook her head. Peter noticed, and his face continue reading …

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