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

her.”

“You should.”

He nodded.

Then, after a pause, “Did she really put you by the service entrance on purpose?”

I looked at him.

“What do you think?”

His mouth twitched despite himself.

“Yeah. Okay.”

Our car pulled up. The valet handed James the keys, then did a double take at me like he’d just recognized the woman from the stage and wasn’t sure whether to continue reading …