leave?â
âItâs an afternoon game, so I guess by lunchtime.â
âWell, letâs do a little bit tonight and get up early and unpack some more. Â If weâve made a good dent in it by ten oâclock, Iâll let you go.â
âSweet!â
David grabbed a box and ripped the packing tape off, revealing sets of dishes. Â
âBe careful with those,â Diane said. Â She got up, went into the kitchen, opened a cabinet, and made sure the shelf was clean. Â âPut them in here, all right?â
As he carried a stack into the kitchen, Diane surveyed the place and had to admit that it was a lovely two-bedroom apartment. Â The complex was brand new and smelled like it. Â It was nice to move into a sparkling clean home, even though it was drastically smaller than their house. Â Besides the two bedrooms, there were two bathrooms, a living room with a fireplace, an eat-in kitchen, and a one-car garage. Â There was a deck in the back with a bar-b-q grill, and a nice expanse of yard that they shared with other tenants. Â Diane figured that she would save close to a thousand dollars a month in mortgage payments. Â She had gotten a very good price. Â
David carried the dishes from the box to the kitchen and asked, âMom, what were my grandparents like?â
Diane sat on the floor to open another box. Â âDavid, Iâve told you all about them. Â What do you want to know?â
âI donât know,â he said. Â âI just wish I had known them. Â Grandpa and grandma Boston are okay, but I just wonder what grandpa and grandma Wilson were like. Â
Wilson . Â The name sounded so foreign to Diane. Â She hadnât used it in such a long time. Â
âWell, you know your grandfather died young. Â I was just a baby, so to tell you the truth, I didnât know him either. Â He was thirty-one.â
âHe had Marfan syndrome, too?â
âThatâs what we think. Â He had a bad heart. Â He was tall and skinny like you, and he had thick glasses. Â Back then they didnât really understand the, uhm, condition like they do today. Â I imagine he probably exerted himself too much one day and just dropped dead.â
David finished with the dishes. Â âWhich box should I do now, Mom?â
She looked around and pointed to the one that contained glasses. Â âDo that one. Â The glasses go in the cabinet next to the dishes.â
As he started to work, he asked, âWhat about grandma Wilson?â
âWell, she was very strict. Â I guess she had a hard time after my father died. Â She passed away when I was five. Â It wasnât much of a family, David.â
âWhat did you do when she died? Â Where did you go?â
âI lived with an uncle and aunt in Texas until I⦠went to college.â Â
David noticed that his mother had become distracted again. Â She tended to do that whenever she talked about the past. Â It was almost as if she couldnât remember certain details. Â
âNow where was I?â she asked herself, looking at two open boxes. Â
âI think you were working on the linens,â David answered.
âRight.â Â She continued to unload towels and walk them into the hallway where the linen closet was located. Â
âI thought you went to Harper College before you married Dad,â David said.
âI did,â Diane replied. Â âThat was later. Â I went back and got an education degree and my teacherâs certificate. Â The first time I went to college was as a history major.â
âWhere did you go?â
âWhatâs with all these questions, David? Â Iâd rather not talk about all this.â
âSorry.â Â
They worked in silence a while longer until David sat on the sofa, spent. Â
âHad enough?â Diane asked. Â
âI think