« Oh, Bennett handles all of that. You want more coffee? »
Denise smiled and let me pour.
***
A few days later, I passed through the hallway and caught the tail end of Roman’s voice, muffled and kind.
« I’ll just drop the statements off for Mom, don’t worry about it. »
I remember thinking how sweet it was. One of my boys, saving me a trip to the bank. Walter would’ve been proud of him.
« Bennett handles all of that. »
I told Janet about it that night on the phone.
« Roman’s been such a help, honey. He’s picking up the bank things for me. »
« That’s good, Mom. »
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