He would ask Lily about school while glancing at his phone, then tell Sam, “Remember our lake trip last summer? Great weekend.”
Sam usually said yes, confused.
Richard opened it before I got home.
Then an envelope arrived from the school.
Richard opened it before I got home. He left it on the counter, turned face down beneath his keys.
I saw only the gold border.
When I asked what it was, he smiled.
“Nothing important. Just school stuff.”
He changed the subject immediately afterward.
Richard told me Thursday night that attendance mattered.
The ceremony was Friday evening.
Richard told me Thursday night that attendance mattered.
“The principal invited us,” he said.
I asked why.
“You’ll see.”
He sounded pleased with himself.
That was the first moment I felt something underneath his sudden interest in the school.
Lily started bouncing in her chair. “Daddy says there’s a surprise.”
Richard shot her a look.
She stopped talking instantly.
That was the first moment I felt something underneath his sudden interest in the school.
Still, I dressed the kids, found matching socks, fixed Grace’s hair, and drove separately because Richard left earlier for what he called photographs.
Richard stood near the stage in an expensive suit, laughing with the superintendent.
The auditorium was packed. Teachers, parents, local business owners, and a local reporter filled the seats.
I sat near the side with an empty chair beside me.
Richard stood near the stage in an expensive suit, laughing with the superintendent. People kept turning toward him and smiling warmly.
Then Mrs. Carter approached the microphone.
“Our Parent of the Year,” she announced, “is Richard Bennett, a remarkable father who somehow balances a demanding career with raising six wonderful children.”
He wiped his eyes as phones rose around the auditorium.
The room erupted.
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