My Mother Smiled While My Sister Gave Away My Home, Until I Reminded Them Whose Name Was on It

that my family had always found faintly ridiculous, and occasionally convenient. The cottage was a wreck when I got it. The roof sagged in the middle like a swaybacked horse. Mice had taken the kitchen and were holding it against all comers. The original wiring, which some optimist had installed sometime around the Eisenhower administration, was knob-and-tube continue reading …