Twenty-Six
Sunday night dinner was not the place I wanted to be. But I’d been reminded in the past few weeks that family was a place of solace; a place of comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness.
“I spoke to Principal Stafford,” said my mother. “I can’t believe your behavior, Mary Katherine.”
My mind flashed back to Holly and her tribe. I could picture her now, relying on her community to help her do mundane things like the dishes. I saw her planning future events with her boyfriend and his wife. She’d make sure she spent quality time with each and every family member and ensure they had what they needed from her.
“We didn’t raise you to be like this,” said my father. “Dating two men at the same time.”
I wrapped my arms around myself as Owl had done to me the other day
