The TSA Alarm Went Off the Second They Scanned My ID

for the wrong performer.

Very Lorraine.

When she died, she left no children and no patient husband and no soft-focus legacy story. Just paperwork. Properties. Accounts. A law firm in Pasadena. And us, apparently, circling like raccoons around a grill.

The flight out had been Jacob’s idea.

“We should all go together,” he said on the family call. “Present continue reading …