My daughter spent years avoiding dates and photographs because of the birthmark on her face. So when she brought home the man she planned to marry, I watched him closely. Dinner went perfectly until my daughter left the room. Then Graham leaned toward me and mentioned a deal I knew nothing about.Family communication resources
“Mom, those are the fancy plates.”
I looked down at the china in my hands.
“Yes.”
“We’re eating lasagna.”
“I know, dear.”