At Sunday dinner, Dad told 23 relatives: “She’s wo…

us. Please say you’ll come. I’d be honored to have you there.”

“I really don’t think—”

“Please,” Senator Thornton added. “It would mean a great deal to us.”

I thought about saying no. I thought about going home, getting some sleep, forgetting any of this had happened. But something in me, something tired of hiding, tired of being invisible, tired of being continue reading …