I started to ask Gabriel, then heard Grace’s voice continue with, “It’s at three o’clock. Give me a call if you want a lift.” As she rattled off Gabriel’s address, I checked the clock on the microwave. Twenty to two. “Oh-oh, it’s at three o’clock,” I said. &nbs...
He folded his arms across his chest. “He asked to go and I figured it wouldn’t hurt.” There was no hint of apology in his voice. “It wouldn’t hurt? What if he’d fallen off? He could have been seriously injured. Not to mention the fact that Cherry Lane could have been liable. Our residents are req...