GS-The turkey was still warm when he said it. I had not returned home…

marks disappeared, I told him to leave them.

“Let it keep the history,” I said.

I had imagined filling that table with people who did not need to compete for a place.

For a long time, I didn’t know how.

Then Mom sent the Thanksgiving message.

Six p.m. Thursday. I miss you.

Those words brought me back to Omaha.

Dad’s remark sent me away again.

A week after continue reading …