I was pleaded with until I promised to try and be civil with the man I detest. Not for his sake, but for my daughter’s, the children’s, and the holiday.
I start off well, offering a handshake and small talk about football and cars. Still, I listen and watch everything.
His stupid motorcycle t-shirt (his idea of dressing nice?). His piggish eating. His loud voice and his annoying stories. His ignoring my wife. His rough tone and unfair treatment of my grandchildren. His hateful attitude towards my daughter. My clenched fist raising…
I tried, he didn’t. A good day for me.