My mother-in-law pointed at the door during New Year’s dinner and snapped, **“If you don’t like my rules, get out!”** – Welcome

about what they say.”

“Family should be able to relax.”

“Relax how?”

“Without every joke becoming an issue.”

I remembered Leah staring at her dinner.

“You wanted a Christmas where nobody had to care whether someone else was uncomfortable.”

“That isn’t what I said.”

“It’s what happened.”

He moved toward the window.

“We wanted one easy night.”

Then I asked him continue reading …