Heavy.
Waiting.
The waiter stood politely beside the table.
Lucas smiled.
Britney adjusted her bracelet.
My mother stared at her lap.
And suddenly I understood everything.
This dinner wasn’t an invitation.
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Heavy.
Waiting.
The waiter stood politely beside the table.
Lucas smiled.
Britney adjusted her bracelet.
My mother stared at her lap.
And suddenly I understood everything.
This dinner wasn’t an invitation.
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