There Was No Seat for Me at the Luxury Restaurant. By Dessert, They Regretted It

to mark the occasion: pink and gold balloons, a long table with gold-rimmed plates, name cards standing upright at each setting like small proclamations of belonging.

Rebecca stood near the head of the table with one hand resting on her rounded belly and the other holding a crystal flute. She wore a pale silk maternity dress that appeared to have been continue reading …