My Daughter Showed Up At My Vacation Home “For A Few Days” — Then She Ordered Me To Wake Up At 5 A.M. And Serve Her Husband.

watercolor session—my latest attempt at artistic expression in retirement. My current romance novel was splayed face-down on the couch arm, right at the good part where the heroine was about to discover her boss was actually a secret billionaire.

“How long were you thinking of staying?” I asked, though every instinct I possessed screamed that I wasn’t continue reading …