The Judge Walked Past His Own Family To Speak To Me

Dad folded his hands together.

“Natalie… I need you to understand something before Saturday.”

The grandfather clock ticked steadily behind him.

Outside, someone was mowing a nearby lawn.

For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.

“This dinner is important,” he finally said. “Not just for Mason… for both families.”

“So?”

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