DABBY:
After witnessing something upsetting almost an hour ago, I found it difficult to enjoy my dinner or the ambiance. It was particularly challenging to remain composed while dining with my stepfather's father, especially after crying my eyes out just moments before.
During the meal, I became increasingly distracted as Damien's grandfather bombarded my mother with questions. I only snapped back to reality when he inquired about our town and school.
Despite feeling uneasy, I tried to engage in conversation with Mr. Anderson, who appeared to be in a foul mood all evening. As my mother recounted how she met Damien's grandfather, I couldn't help but think about the shredded pieces of paper I had stashed away in my closet.
As soon as Damien's grandfather left us a package and departed, I
