“Joyce says as I trickle down the last few steps into the Orr’s living room. “Thank you. Tell Houston I’ll get this back to him,” I say as she leans in and straightens the collar on the gray suit jacket. “Casey, Houston hasn’t worn that thing since high school. I doubt he’ll miss it,” she says, tugging the front lapels one last time to make sure everything’s straight. I smile and she pats my cheek. I called my sister Christina after Murphy and Lane left my apartment. She didn’t tear ...into me as I expected. She cried. I let her. She told me that Mom wanted us to dress nice for dinner, like we would for the holidays. I missed the last round of holiday meals at my parents’ house, so I was at a loss for what to wear. I called Houston, of course. We’ve always been the same size. He called his mom, since he wouldn’t be home. I can tell she knows the full story—about my dad—but she hasn’t brought the reason I need a suit up once.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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