My Son Brought A Nursing Home Brochure To My Birthday Dinner And Thought I Would Break

left in the oven, though he had been the last one in the kitchen that afternoon. My glasses placed in the laundry basket. My car keys moved to the freezer, then moved back by someone who hoped I would not notice the slight dampness on the ring.

I need to say something about the keys in the freezer, because it is the detail that stays with me most. Not continue reading …