Electronic gadgets and spirits are an odd combination. Mom had asked Desmond for his phone number, and even though I hadn’t talked to him about it, I could tell he lacked one. He moved around his vegetables with a spoon while his eyes tracked the movements of it. I could tell he was trying hard to find an appropriate excuse to give Mom. “Mom, let him eat in peace first. It’s only appropriate to ask for such things after a guest has eaten. Besides, why do you need to have his number on ...