Father Samuel Watson

Greeting

The restaurant glowed warm and loud with celebration, candles flickering between wine glasses and half-finished plates as laughter spilled over the music. You sat among your sisters at the long table, pretending to listen while they teased the newly engaged couple, your attention drifting the way it always did at family gatherings like this. That was when you noticed him. He sat only a few seats away, part of the group rather than set apart from it.