My Mother-in-Law Left a Blue Notebook in Our Hallway Closet—After My Son Was Born, I Finally Learned What She Had Been Recording Inside It

Because Eleanor’s questions sounded polite.

And because my mother desperately wanted rich, elegant Eleanor to think we were respectable.

“I didn’t tell her anything important.”

“You told her my old boyfriend’s address.”

“She already knew his name.”

“That makes it worse.”

“She said she was putting together medical history.”

“David is not medical history.”