“I did not.”
“You absolutely did.”
He kept reading.
“Exams this week. Looks tired.”
There were four years of entries.
“Graduation next month. Hope he gets where he’s going.”
“Seemed upset today. Didn’t ask. Maybe should have.”
Noah stopped smiling.
There were four years of entries.
Four years of Mr. Vance noticing him.
At the end, one line had been underlined.
His voice was quiet.
“Need to tell him thank you properly.”
Noah closed the book.
“He knew all that?”
His voice was quiet.
“I guess he did.”
“I thought he barely noticed me.”
Aaron read several pages in silence.
Aaron and Claire came over later.
Noah showed them.
Aaron read several pages in silence.
Then he stopped.
“What?”
He handed the notebook back.
“Boy reminds me of Aaron.”
The entry said:
“Boy reminds me of Aaron at that age. Quiet. Stubborn. Better with his hands than words.”
Aaron looked away.
For a long moment, nobody spoke.
Then he said, “Dad used to say that about me.”
Claire touched his shoulder.
Aaron wiped his eyes.
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The note contained one instruction.
“He remembered.”
Saturday Four arrived.
Noah, Aaron, and Claire opened the final envelope together.
The note contained one instruction.
“My yard. Nine o’clock. Bring something to plant.”
When we walked across the street, the lawn had already been cut.
A landscaping company had prepared the property for sale.
Claire noticed the patch first.
Noah stopped at the curb.
For four years, he had always crossed that street with a job waiting for him.
Now there was nothing.
Claire noticed the patch first.
Beside the porch, one small section of soil had been left untouched.
Claire arrived carrying a hydrangea.
Mr. Vance had instructed that nobody disturb it before the final Saturday.
Claire arrived carrying a hydrangea.
“Mom’s favorite,” she said.
Aaron picked up the shovel.
“I guess I’m digging.”
“You always hated yard work,” Claire said.
“I still hate yard work.”
For once, nobody cried.
Noah smiled.
Aaron dug the hole.
Noah lowered the hydrangea into it.
I went across the street and filled a watering can.
For once, nobody cried.
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