Gloria: a short story by Alice McDermott

Richard should have said "lucky." He'd intended to say "lucky." This was a toast, after all, not a benediction. His family had long ago dispensed with saying grace before Thanksgiving dinner. No one among them was religious anymore. He and Ellie, his wife, had happily drifted away from Sunday obligations as soon as their three children outgrew whatever benefits the various local churches once offered: nursery school at Hamilton United Methodist, after care at St. Monica's, Third Presbyterian's y...