My Brother’s Boss Called During Thanksgiving Dinner

know.

Not all the way.

Dad came to the door too.

For a second, I thought he might hug me. He held out his hand instead. We shook like two men closing a garage sale.

“Drive safe,” he said.

Darren stayed in the dining room.

I could see him through the doorway, sitting under the chandelier with his phone face down beside his plate.

As I opened my car door, my continue reading …