A Surprising Dinner Invitation I hadn’t heard from my stepdaughter, Hyacinth, in what felt like forever. So, when she called me out of the blue to invite me to dinner, I thought maybe this was my chance to fix things between us. But I had no idea what kind of surprise she had waiting for me at that restaurant. My name is Rufus. I’m 50 years old, and my life has always been pretty steady—maybe even too steady. I work a quiet office job, live in a modest house, and

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