My father stood up at the lake house dinner and raised his glass in fr…

she liked to say, “This is the one place our family actually comes together.”

I buckled Marin into her booster seat. I put my bag in the trunk. I got into the driver’s seat, started the car, and backed slowly out of the gravel driveway.

Through the dining room windows, I could see the warm glow of candles and the shapes of people still seated at the continue reading …