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

except the actual decision.

So I asked again.

“What did you do to me?”

For once, Dad stopped redirecting.

Then he said quietly:

“I didn’t want you there.”

The words were calmer than what he’d said in the grocery store.

“I was tired.”

“Of what?”

“Feeling challenged.”

I stayed silent.

“You’d changed. Everything became a discussion.”

“Give me examples.”

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