My dad’s sixtieth birthday invitation said, “Black tie only—dress properly or don’t come.” Then Mom called and whispered, “Your sister’s boyfriend is a senator’s son. We can’t have you embarrassing us.”

nights of our lives,” he said. “She asked for nothing. People like that deserve respect in any room they enter.”

The words hit harder than any insult could have.

My father forced a smile.

“Governor, of course Claire is always welcome.”

I slowly turned toward him.

“Really?”

His jaw tightened.

Mom stepped forward nervously.

“Claire, this isn’t the time.”

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