After A Holiday Dinner Snub, I Chose To Walk Away

shiny red bag overflowing with wrapped packages. She looked like a game show host.

“First one is for Mark.” A rectangular box. High-end golf polo, the brand with the little tiger logo. Eighty-five dollars, I knew instinctively.

“For Tessa.” A designer smartwatch band. “Oh my God, this is the one I sent you the link for—the rose gold one!” Sixty dollars.continue reading …