At Sunday Brunch, My Family Celebrated “High Society.” Three Weeks Later, They Learned the Truth

something fragile in the air. Nearby conversations continued, but at our table the chatter snapped off like someone had yanked a cord.

Catherine’s smile froze. “What?”

“To the spring gala. I received an invitation about six weeks ago.”

Catherine laughed, short and incredulous. “That’s impossible. Only members can invite guests, and Jonathan and I haven’t continue reading …