Redirecting the Conversation
Realizing we weren’t going anywhere quickly, I decided it was time to change gears. “Margaret,” I began, “how is the book club going?” Have you missed any meetings lately? She looked surprised by the rapid transition, blinking a few times before responding. “Oh, it’s fine,” she said, still distrustful of my motives. But discussing her latest book recommendations was enough to relieve the tension, if only temporarily, as we all appreciated the change of subject.
Redirecting The Conversation
The Growing Divide
Despite my efforts to lighten the mood, Margaret’s insistence had a heavy impact on us. Every talk seemed to circle back to the allotment, and Tom could feel the pressure. He gave me a troubled look, probably thinking the same thing I was. “Lisa,” Margaret said, leaning forward. “I expect you to keep your word.” Her insistence seemed like a wedge, inexorably separating us. I was aware that if we gave in to her desire, it could potentially fracture our family.
The Growing Divide
