Our Last Family Dinner
"Tommy, we'll take you out after dinner. There's something going on nearby today. It'll be a lot of fun."
Dad put his arm around my shoulders, the warmth of his palm seeping through my clothes, almost scalding.
Talia quietly transferred some of her own money into my account, moving so carefully it was as if she were afraid of startling me.
Mom sat across the table, smiling, her eyes full of quiet satisfaction.
This family looked like they loved me, like everything was warm and perfect.