“I didn’t want to make a scene.”
“I should have stopped it.”
“Yes,” I said.
“I didn’t want to make a scene.”
“That’s usually a great excuse for a coward, and I raised you to have a backbone.”
He mulled that over for a while.
Then he asked, “How do I fix it?”
The next afternoon Rachel called again.
I looked at him for a long moment.
“Decide what you’ll do when you’re standing in front of everyone.”
The next afternoon Rachel called again.
“Ashley knows I changed the slideshow,” she said.
“I assumed.”
“She says Michael’s work event isn’t the place for family politics.”