At 30,000 Feet, I Watched My Wife Crawl Across the Floor With Both Legs in Casts While My Mother Hid Her Crutches—Then I Noticed What Was Recording Behind Them
Okay.
Do you want to answer your mother-in-law’s letter?
No.
Okay.
Do you want her at Christmas?
Maybe for two hours.
Okay.
That word became powerful because nobody punished her for using it.