Sunday Night
Sunday dinner went better than I expected. I didn’t realize how much I missed my family until we were all seated around the table, eating and laughing together. I had invited Ivory and Tyrone to join us—because they’re my family too.
We went to Andiamo’s on the Detroit Riverfront for dinner. It’s a fancy Italian spot with an incredible view—you could see Windsor, Canada, across the river.
I had already preordered and paid for everything before we even sat down.
No one knew I’d done it until we were at the table.
“I called ahead and ordered for everyone. I wanted us to eat family-style and really enjoy the meal. If I missed something, feel free to add it to the bill—dinner’s on me.”
Dad, Tyrone and Roger started to object.
“Too late,” I said with a cheeky grin. “I alrea
