#Chapter 108: Etiquette

Iris The doorbell rings at precisely eight o’clock. Miles, already dressed and eating cereal at the kitchen table, perks up. “Is that Daddy?” “Not this time,” I say, checking my appearance in the hallway mirror. I’ve dressed casually today—jeans and a nice blouse—but I still feel nervous. There’s something about Caleb that makes me want to impress him, as if I’m trying to prove I would have been a worthy Willford all along. I open the door to find Caleb standing there with a large box under one arm and a garment bag slung over his shoulder. He’s dressed impeccably as usual, and suddenly I feel like a slob. “Good morning,” he says with a smile. “Ready for your first lesson?” “As I’ll ever be,” I reply, stepping aside to let him in. Miles darts into the entryway while Caleb is standing there, taking everything in. “Miles, buddy, you remember Mr. Caleb, right?” Caleb’s expression softens at the sight of Miles. “Hello, young man. It’s nice to see you aga