The family name

My grandfather lied to my grandmother. I guess it runs in the family.

That’s my first memory as a child. I’m not sure if that says more about me or him. I pretend to be honest with my wife, and for some time I was.

I had seen on the morning of Monday, 6th of July, my grandfather with another woman. It hadn’t occurred to me at the time what they were doing, or maybe it had, I’m not sure. Considering that I can still hear him now, clear as day, “I have been at the garage all morning sweetheart,” he said, looking straight into my loving grandmother’s eyes.