Rising from the table in silence
The brochure sat on the table between the turkey and the mashed potatoes. I looked at their expectant faces, waiting for an outburst or a plea for mercy.
Instead, I pushed my chair back against the hardwood floor. The screeching sound made Sarah jump slightly in her seat.
I rose to my full height and smoothed the wrinkles on my holiday dress. There was no point in arguing with people who had clearly made up their minds.