My Wife Did Not Invite My Father to Thanksgiving Because of His Job

She looked at the table in front of her, the one set with her good silverware for a dinner that had not happened, and I could see her doing something she did not do easily, which was revising a story she had been telling herself for a long time.

I called my father on Saturday morning before I drove over. He picked up on the second ring.

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