I hadn\u2019t heard from my stepdaughter, Hyacinth, in what felt like forever, so when she invited me to dinner, I thought maybe this was it \u2014 the moment we\u2019d finally patch things up. But nothing could have prepared me for the surprise she had waiting for me at that restaurant.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m Rufus, 50 years old, and I\u2019ve learned to live with a lot over the years. My life\u2019s been pretty steady, maybe too steady. I work a quiet office job, live in a modest house, and spend most of my evenings with a book or the news on TV.<\/p>\n
Nothing too exciting, but I\u2019ve always been okay with that. The one thing I never quite figured out is my relationship with my stepdaughter, Hyacinth.<\/p>\n
It had been a quiet year \u2014 or maybe longer \u2014 since I\u2019d heard anything from her. We never really clicked, not since I married her mother, Lilith, when she was still a teenager.<\/p>\n
She always kept her distance, and I guess, over time, I stopped trying as hard too. But I was surprised when she called me out of the blue, sounding oddly cheerful.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Rufus,\u201d she said, her voice almost too upbeat, \u201cHow about we grab dinner? There\u2019s this new restaurant I want to try.\u201d<\/p>\n
At first, I didn\u2019t know what to say. Hyacinth hadn\u2019t reached out in ages. Was this her way of mending fences? Trying to build some kind of bridge between us? If she was, I was all for it. For years, I\u2019d wanted that. I wanted to feel like we were some version of family.<\/p>\n
\u201cSure,\u201d I replied, hoping for a fresh start. \u201cJust tell me where and when.\u201d
\nThe restaurant was fancy \u2014 much fancier than I was used to. Dark wood tables, soft lighting, and waiters in crisp white shirts. Hyacinth was already there when I arrived, looking\u2026 different. She smiled at me, but it didn\u2019t quite reach her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Rufus! You made it!\u201d she greeted me, and there was this weird energy about her. It was as if she was trying too hard to seem relaxed. I sat down across from her, trying to read the room.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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