At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
At nine, Elaine called.
I answered.
“Morning, Mom.”
“Did I wake you?”
“No.”
“Are you eating?”
I smiled.
“Yes.”
At nine, Elaine called.
I answered.
“Morning, Mom.”
“Did I wake you?”
“No.”
“Are you eating?”
I smiled.
“Yes.”