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As we talked about our personal lunatic, I realized that I still hadn’t fully accepted what Grant had said to the jurors when he told the ay beyond the abilities of a ninth-grade science teacher

So had he really done it?

If so, how?

And how had heParisi at trial?

We’d never really known Connor Grant He’d been investigated by the FBI By DHS And still, e knew about the science teacher could cover the face of a three-inch-square Post-it note

Joe and I had barely touched our sandwiches and chips He said, “All done?”

“I’ll get it, Joe,” I said, referring to the remains of our lunch

He said, absolutely deadpan, “Allow me”

And then the best and ot out of his wheelchair and onto his feet as if nothing had ever been wrong with him He walked He emptied the remains of our lunch into the trash, stowed the trays in the receptacle, and then he spun around and did a little dance

Julie flew up out of the pool like a June bug and yelled, “Daddy!” Joe opened his ar, “Daddy dance”

They danced He twirled her under his arm Theyand twirling went on for only a minute But it was the cutest damned minute of my life

CHAPTER 74

NEDDIE WAS STILL hurting like crazy fro him fall and hit his head on the pave with pain

He had no intention of letting anyone know

He went through the whole weekend being Nutty Neddie, playing cards and doing stoopid Neddie tricks, but he was sore in more ways than one