settled on her porch swing.
Mike remained with them in the kitchen. Their conversation carried through the screen. Mike prepared grilled cheese. The boys debated whether the bread needed mayonnaise or butter on the outside.
Mike and Ben favored mayonnaise; Luke insisted on butter.
“Traitor,” Mike said to Ben.
Both boys laughed.
“I’m sorry, Sarah,” Dana said quietly. “I should have checked that test before I gave it to him. I didn’t think about the relatives list. I didn’t even know it existed.”
“It’s not your fault,” I said. “We
