Observing Margaret
At our next family gathering, I observed something unusual about Margaret. Her irritation seemed to evaporate, leaving behind a trace of interest. ‘Have you noticed Mom today?’ Tom inquired as we cleaned up. “Yeah, she’s… calmer,” I said, mildly shocked. Her acceptance was slight yet significant. It gave some optimism that once everything was out in the open, everyone would be at peace. I couldn’t wait to see what would happen.

Observing Margaret
