loving her son didn’t require lying to him about himself.
Then she did something that stunned both of us.
“If Vanessa is only a friend,” she said calmly, “bring her to Christmas Eve dinner.”
Daniel hesitated immediately.
He said it would be strange because I would be there.
Margaret replied that if the relationship was innocent, nothing should be strange about it.
Daniel eventually agreed, clearly believing he had been given a chance to prove everyone was overreacting.
After the call, I stared at Margaret.
“Did you really just invite
