Belinda turned to her son, smiled, and said, “Why don’t you go upstairs and have a bath. I’ll have Carol bring up your sobriety soup when it’s done.”

Nathan nodded, thanked his Mother, said goodbye to his Uncle and his cousin, and went upstairs. Once he was gone, Belinda looked at her guests and apologized for her son’s behavior. “Nathan is not usually like this,” she said. “In fact, I’ve never seen him drink. He must have had a really bad day. He has been so busy at work ...