I parked behind a Range Rover, a Tesla, and an Audi. I carried my casserole up the front steps in a Pyrex dish covered with foil and rang the doorbell.
A young man I did not know opened the door. He looked me up and down. I had on a navy-blue dress I had owned for fifteen years, sensible shoes, and a string of pearls Walter gave me on our tenth anniversary.continue reading …