Evelyn and Preston
An odd understanding had developed—a virtual trinomial equation with no solution. Preston had no doubt that Evelyn reserved her passion for him alone, and that Tom Lyle was no threat sexually. If Preston understood why, he kept it to himself. Evelyn adored them both, but accepted the fact that Tom Lyle had no romantic interest in her. Tom Lyle couldn’t stand for her to know the truth. Perhaps Evelyn convinced herself that Tom Lyle refused to move in on his brother’s turf. Still, his lack of interest was painful to her. Again, she put on her mask and acted perfectly delighted with things as they were.
Top picture, my Grandfather, William Preston Williams.
Bottom picture, my Great uncle, Tom Lyle Williams with
my Grandmother, Evelyn Williams