That evening, Alex went over to her dad's for dinner. Jocelyn had been living with Pete until she and Luke had gotten married a year ago. Pete had had two strokes in the past decade. It was only with the help of Luke that Jocelyn and Alex had been able to hire a nurse so Pete could continue living in his own home.
"They were out of crab rangoon," said Alex as she set out the Chinese takeout she'd brought over. "I got us eggrolls instead."
Pete made a face. "Did you ask if they had any in the back?"
"What, like a secret stash of crab rangoon? No, they were out of crab, apparently. Or that's what Mike told me."
"Mike? He always gets my order wrong. Any time there's something missing, I look on the receipt, and guess who's listed? Mike." Pete shook his head.
Mike was all of eighteen, and
