I placed the container back on the counter and took a clean dinner plate. Then I served Jonah two generous slices of turkey, his favorite crispy dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, and a warm roll. Finally, I added the corner piece of persimmon pudding he had been looking forward to all week. I smiled and told him to enjoy his dinner.
Jonah looked at his grandmother before asking, “Can I sit at the big table, Mom?” I nodded. He walked into the dining room and took the empty chair at the head of the table. Suddenly, every conversation stopped. Bernadine was speechless.
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