My Mother-in-Law Sat Me by the Service Door

paddles and not on years of ugly unseen work.

The surgeon beside me leaned over.

“You didn’t mention this.”

“I wasn’t asked,” I said.

He barked out a laugh.

The oncology nurse across from him covered her mouth, trying not to.

The librarian didn’t bother trying.

And because the universe has a nasty sense of timing, one of the photographers came hurrying across continue reading …