My daughter-in-law laughed as she gave me a $2 scratch-off for my 73rd birthday. Ten months later, my own son shoved a senior living brochure in front of me and said, “We already picked your room.” They thought I was too old to fight back. They had no idea what I had been hiding.

Nobody is being thrown onto the street.”

That seemed to disappoint her.

She had prepared herself to fight a cruel landlord.

It was harder to fight a woman who had already decided not to behave cruelly.

Colin looked from her to me.

“You bought it months ago.

You could have said something before we made plans.”

“You had ten months to ask whether I was happy.