The clicks of knives and forks against silver plates were the only thing that could be heard. In the lit dining room, all with the Delmont name sat quietly and ate in a demure manner. I chewed slowly on the cut of meat I had placed in my mouth. The silent tension hung in the air and it was quite obvious I was not the only one who felt it. My elder siblings, Adam and Evelyn, darted looks at me, mother and father. Whether it was sympathy, curiosity, fear, or indifference, I could not tell. Living under my father’s roof does that to you.A loud clatter caused everyone to pause. All eyes focused on my father who sat at the head of the table, wiping his mouth with a clean white handkerchief. “Finally,’ he began, “We are back together as one.”I set the cutleries by the half-eaten dish and prepared for an outburst from him.“I will be stepping down soon.”At this, all four of us stared at my father with wide eyes. Slowl
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