Tom’s Hint at Resolution
Later that day, Tom saw me on the porch, looking serious. “Lisa, maybe it’s time we find a way to sort this out and get back to normal,” he offered, kicking a stone with his shoe. I nodded, appreciating his efforts to smooth things over. “I just want some peace around here,” he explained. In that moment, we both recognized that meeting Margaret’s needs without causing a schism in the family was our ultimate goal.

Tom’s Hint At Resolution
