A Gift For the Rest of Us

What is he doing here? My sister asked, rude. Sure they had dated but he was a really great dude. I invited him, my brother and I both said. We looked at each other and winked in our head. You are not welcome, she told her ex-beau. Our mother heard and came roaring in with a “no!” He is our guest, she said. He’s a really great guy. It’s not our fault you dumped him without a good-bye. My sister went off on a mean little pout. She slammed doors and the lights went out. He started to leave, but we told him to stay. We wanted to play bridge, and he made four that day. She’s not coming out? He asked with a sigh. We all felt sorry for this really nice guy. It’s a gift we are giving ourselves today, We all said at once. Can you please stay to play?