Chapter 24 - The Watch Returns
At seventy seven, I had the Hamilton serviced again.
Then invited Brandon to lunch.
I brought box.
He stared.
“No.”
“What?”
“I don’t deserve it.”
“That isn’t why I’m giving it.”
He opened.
Inside was my note from his thirty eighth birthday.
A man’s name is worth more than what he owns.
Brandon cried.
“I destroyed mine.”
“No.”
He looked up.
“You told reporter I was your son.”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you were.”
“Are.”
I smiled.
“Are.”
He put watch on.
“Fits.”
I said:
“Good.”
May you like
No big speech.
We ate.
