Planning Defiance
Deciding to take control, I planned a dinner at home, but this time, I left one name off the invite: Tara.
If my parents couldn’t see me, maybe they’d notice the absence when it mattered. With a daring wink, I told David, ‘Let’s make it a night to remember.
‘ His approval glimmered in his eyes. It felt rebelliously sweet, and I needed this—a stand in my quiet, unassuming way.