I saw my daughter and granddaughter at the park with two suitcases beside them. I asked why she wasn’t at my company. Choking back tears, she said that she had been let go because her father-in-law thought my family was not good enough. I smiled, opened the car door, and said, ‘Get in.’ By the time he met the person truly in charge, it was too late.
The suitcase fell over first. It tipped onto its side in the sand at Edgewater Park, right there along the…