Dinners at that table were usually filled with laughter and candlelight. It wasn't that Vivian sat there every night; she often came home late from work, but when she slid into her chair, the room lit up. Harvey and Ivy's easy banter echoed off the walls, and every now and then they'd drag her into a game: "Mommy, tell Daddy why the sky is afraid of the moon!" The three of them would burst into laughter, forks clattering, wine glasses clinking.

This morning the same table looked like a courtroo