I sat down at one of your family dinners and examined the table.
I read your grandmother's mind and she was upset about my shoulders showing.
I apologized through a smile and a "this looks delicious."
Your grandfather passed me the plate of turkey and smiled at me, complaining about the broken oven his wife was oblivious about.
All I could do was laugh.
Your father began trembling.
He took off his mask and your mother fell apart.
He relapsed again.
Your sister played the victim until your father came back to the table.
I thought the sound of her voice was annoying, but it was nothing compared to her scream.
I whispered to you about how I did not want that to be my sister-in-law.
You called *******.
Your mask began chipping.
It was all angel food cake from there on out.
That's what I convinced myself while sitting in the chair.
One by one your family members stood up.
but you and I stayed sitting.
I picked the long blonde hair off of your shoulder and questioned how it got there.
Who was it?
I was accusing you of cheating?
That's ******* KALE!
I bit my tongue.
I was naive.
So when you stood up and left we were all surprised.
Your sister called me stupid and I kicked the legs off of my chair.
My mother asked yours to control her daughter, your mother didn't answer.
I suppose it's true that ******* give birth to dogs.
I broke the table.
And when you returned all of my things you were mask-less.
Your eyes tried to invite me to another family dinner, so i let you know that i have lost my appetite.