At family dinner, i said: “i’m about to give birth…

if we were seeing you for Christmas. I told her yes. She asked if she could come. “What did you say?” I said it wasn’t my decision, that if you wanted her there, you’d invite her yourself. “Thank you.” Heather touched my arm. “For what it’s worth, she sounded broken.” “Good,” I said. Then I paused. That sounds cruel. No, Heather said it sounds honest.continue reading …