Tom’s Mediation
Tom, inspired by our rehearsals, joined the discourse in the hopes of calming the storm. “Mom,” he started, “Lisa and I are being meticulous about the details. It is critical to us that it is done correctly. Margaret groaned heavily and waved a dismissive hand. “I know you’re trying, Tom, but this isn’t something you need to handle with kid gloves,” she told me. Her eyes showed she doubted us, but Tom was undeterred, still holding out hope for peace.
Tom’s Mediation
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