At my father’s retirement dinner, my parents seated my husband

and then I’m just – “

She stopped.

“Just what?” I said.

“I don’t know. I never figured out what I’d be.” She looked at the ballroom doors. “You knew what you were the whole time. You just let everyone treat it like it was nothing.”

I didn’t have an answer for that. I’m not sure there is one. Two sisters, same house, same dinner table, and somehow she’d continue reading …