I’ll See You at Passover (opens in new tab)

Steph’s dad invited me to lunch, and Steph was not to know we were meeting. Specific instructions from Michael. Which struck me as weird, but whatever. Michael was not the kind of cat that welcomed whys. I took a half day at work and, as soon as 11 hit, skedaddled south on 95. It was Wednesday, and we were doing Passover at Steph’s parents’ over the weekend. What could Michael have to say to me now that he couldn’t say to me then? Last year was my first Passover with Steph’s extended. My bein...