That’s when I noticed something else. Hudson’s cousin Ruby wasn’t on the list. Ruby, who had been coming to family Thanksgiving for years. Ruby, who had recently gotten divorced and was having a hard time.
I picked up my phone and called her.
“Isabella, it’s kind of late. Is everything okay?”
“I was just wondering… are you coming to Thanksgiving this year?”
There was a long pause.
“Well, Vivien called last week. She said that since I’m single now and going through such a difficult time, maybe it would be better if I spent the holiday somewhere more appropriate for my situation. She suggested I might be more comfortable at a smaller gathering.”
My grip tightened on the phone.
“She uninvited you?”
“She didn’t put it that way, but yes, I guess she did.”
Ruby had been family for eight years. But the moment her life became messy, the moment she might need support instead of being able to provide entertainment value, Vivien had cut her from the list.
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