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

please. We need to talk.”

“About what?”

“About everything. About what your father said. About the wedding. About…” She gestured helplessly. “All of this.”

“What do you want me to say, Mom?”

I want you to forgive us,” she said, tears running down her face. “We made a terrible mistake. We didn’t know.”

“You didn’t want to know,” I interrupted. “I tried to continue reading …