My Mother Locked the Gate on Me

Street has construction.”

“One lane open. I passed it yesterday.”

Pam exhaled hard into the phone.

“Of course you did.”

“Have them pack six B neg red, four plasma, two apheresis platelets. Temp log everything. Send me photos of seals before it leaves.”

“You’re bossy for somebody on vacation.”

“I’m not on vacation.”

“No kidding.”

I handed the phone back to continue reading …