MY PARENTS INVITED ME TO A FANCY FAMILY DINNER

up with that politician’s smile he saves for other people. For a heartbeat I thought he’d pull out a chair beside him.

Instead he pointed past the head table. “Amber, you’re over there,” he said lightly. “We set up a special spot with the little ones. You’ll be more comfortable.”

I followed his finger. The “special spot” was a low round kids’ table shoved continue reading …