“Grandma, we need to leave now.”
My grandson, Tyler, clutched my arm with urgency at what I believed was a simple family birthday dinner. His eyes brimmed with alarm, and he nearly dragged me toward the exit. I was baffled. The evening had seemed delightful—delicious food, fine wine, engaging conversation. Why was he so intent on getting me out?
“Please,” …
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