Evangeline

“Jesus, Xander, what took you so long in there?”

The words slip out before I can stop them. I’ve been sitting here in the hallway for hours, restless, praying that my father and Alexander would get along. When Julius walked into the office, I knew the chances for that to happen will be very slim. And now, this man is stepping out with his usual composed strides and a smile on his face.

“Were you worried I wouldn’t handle him?” he asks, a glimmer of humor tugging at ...