At 3 AM, My Daughter Texted

280k for this house… but my mother-in-law doesn’t want you at Christmas dinner.”

That was the text. Word for word. I have it screenshotted. I read it about forty times.

Then, three dots. Then: “It’s complicated, Patricia has a lot of opinions about how many people and the seating and I don’t want drama, I’ll make it up to you ok? Don’t be mad.”

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