while my son chose his wife’s parents over his own mother, and it wasn’t a big deal.
“You didn’t call to check if I got home,” I said. “It snowed six inches that night. I drove home alone in the dark. And you didn’t call. Not that night, not Christmas Day, not for eleven days. The first time you call me is to ask me to sign a paper.”
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