At Easter dinner, my mother-in-law had me – News

take me. Please, I’m begging you.”

I looked at him for a moment. Not with satisfaction, and not with grief, but with the clear-eyed recognition of someone who has finally seen a thing precisely as it is.

“I hope the food is better where you’re going,” I said. “Given the trouble you went to keeping me in this kitchen.”

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