My Daughter-in-Law Threw Ice Water on Me for Sleeping at 9 A.M.—She Had No Idea Whose House She Was Trying to Take
“Why?”
“Souvenir.”
I put them in my pocket.
Not because ownership requires keys.
Because sometimes an object can become history without remaining power.
EPILOGUE — THE MAN SLEEPING AT NINE
“It’s nine in the morning and you’re still in bed!”
That sentence followed me longer than the water did.
Not because Sabrina had accurately described me.
Because for a while, I had started wondering whether she had.
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