I called Mom while I was shopping and asked, “Should I bring chocolate cake or apple pie for Christmas?” – Welcome

On the first visit, Mom had stood beside the bay window holding a tape measure.

“These would need lighter curtains.”

Dad laughed.

“We haven’t even been given the house yet.”

“I’m planning.”

“You’re invading.”

“You already picked your chair.”

He had.

Dad had claimed a corner of the second bedroom as his future reading space.

“I could put a lamp right here.”

“You continue reading …