Christmas dinner was different. Bernadine arrived early and helped prepare the meal. She even asked Jonah to teach her how he liked his mashed potatoes. When everyone gathered around the table, she surprised us by placing the children’s plates first. She served each grandchild carefully, making sure nobody was left waiting.
Then she turned toward Jonah. “I have something special for you,” she announced. She handed him the biggest piece of homemade pudding. Jonah hugged her tightly. Neil looked at me and smiled. For the first time, our family seemed ready to leave an old hurt behind.
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