My Mother-in-Law Sat Me by the Service Door

that conversations would never naturally happen.

“I thought you’d be more comfortable there,” Eleanor explained. “Closer to younger guests.”

I looked back at her.

“That sounds perfectly fine.”

For just a moment…

…she looked disappointed.

Calm responses always robbed Eleanor of the conflict she secretly enjoyed.

James walked over adjusting his cufflinks.

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