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Leo looked up, his brow furrowed. \u201cDad? Why can\u2019t Grandma sit with us? She\u2019s family.\u201d<\/p>\n

Robert looked pained. He ran a hand through his hair. \u201cMom, we set up a special spot for you. It\u2019s quieter. More private. Actually\u2026 it\u2019s just through the service doors. In the kitchen annex. The staff will bring you the prime rib before anyone else gets served.\u201d<\/p>\n

I felt a coldness spread through my chest that had nothing to do with the air conditioning. It was the chill of irrelevance.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe kitchen?\u201d I asked, my voice steady, though my heart was breaking.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s for your comfort,\u201d Tiffany interjected, signaling a waiter with a sharp snap of her manicured fingers. \u201cPlease escort Mrs. Vance and her grandson to the staff dining area. Ensure they stay\u2026 out of the way.\u201d<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t a request. It was an eviction.<\/p>\n

I looked at my son. I had raised him alone after his father\u2014my handler\u2014died in a botched extraction in Berlin. I had paid for his Ivy League education with a pension that he believed came from the Post Office, but actually came from the Central Intelligence Agency. I had taken a bullet for this country, shielded diplomats from shrapnel, and negotiated with warlords. But I couldn\u2019t negotiate a seat at my own son\u2019s wedding.<\/p>\n

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Leo looked up, his brow furrowed. \u201cDad? Why can\u2019t Grandma sit with us? She\u2019s family.\u201d Robert looked pained. He ran a hand through his hair. \u201cMom, we set up a special spot for you. It\u2019s quieter. More private. Actually\u2026 it\u2019s just through the service doors. In the kitchen annex. The staff will bring you the…<\/p>\n

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