John

Upon arriving at the parking lot, John hurried over to his car. His driver, Spencer, was talking to James, Elizabeth’s driver. As soon as he saw his boss approaching, Spencer promptly opened the door for him to get in.

“Mr. Walker,” said Spencer, his voice firm and respectful.

John didn’t answer. He didn’t even look at his wife’s driver as he passed him, as if James were invisible.

As soon as the car started moving, his grandfather’s words echoed in his mind, mingled with the image of Eli