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

“We need mashed potatoes.”

We bought them.

Nothing happened.

Objects lose power through ordinary use sometimes.

PART 38 — THE PECAN PIE

Different story.

Clara refused to bake one for almost a year.

Nobody asked.

Then at Thanksgiving:

“I think I want pie.”