“If you want dinner, lick it off the floor!” My son-in-law mocked me after knocking my plate down, while making a toast at dinner. I stood up, adjusted my coat, and said three words that left him completely terrified!

toward the broken porcelain scattered beside my chair.

Toward her lap.

Her fingers twisted the linen napkin so tightly it looked like a rope cutting into her skin.

Around the table, Victor’s business friends smirked inside expensive tailored suits. His mother covered her mouth with one jeweled hand, though I still saw the smile hiding beneath her diamonds.continue reading …