My Father Told My Daughter She Was Not Invited on the Family Trip and My Husband Said Nothing So I Walked Away

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We made a new paper chain. Ten loops. Purple marker. On the last loop, instead of a number, Lily drew a tiny table.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Our table,” she said.

“At the beach?”

“No. Just ours.”

I had to walk into the laundry room and pretend to check the dryer.

We drove down on a Friday morning. Lily packed Pancake, three books, a sketchpad, and continue reading …