My daughter-in-law stopped me from seeing my grandkids over a photo on Facebook – so I made sure she got a wake-up call.

to Edward, Mary.”

“No, George.”

“Darling…”

I stood and smoothed the front of my blouse because my mother had taught me that dignity sometimes needs something to do with its hands.

Then I went to the bedroom, put on lipstick, slipped the screenshot into my purse, and came back for my sandals.

George watched from the doorway.

“What are you going to do?”

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