“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!

is this?”

“A family meeting,” I answered.

Claire looked exhausted, her eyes swollen red from crying.

“Mom,” she whispered, “what’s happening?”

I reached across the table and gently took her hand.

She flinched first.

Then held on tightly.

Victor pointed at me immediately.

“She’s manipulating you.”

“No,” I said softly. “You did that.”

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