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Tina was beside herself. She had Carmelo on one side and her mother on the other side of her. Her father sat at the head of the table, like always, and her siblings sat opposite her. It was perfect.
“Tina,” her father said, “please say grace.”
“Of course,” Tina said with a grin. She reached for Carmelo’s hand and smiled when he turned his over to press their palms together and threaded his fingers through hers. Then she reached for her mother and smiled at her, too.
Her father cleared his throat and Tina bowed her head.
“Dear God. Thank you for the feast before us and the hands that prepared it. Thank you for the family we are surrounded by and for the gift of Carmelo at our table today. Hopefully it’s the first of many meals we have together. And thank you for the gift of your sac
