to check the gutters. I heard we’re expecting some rain.”
“My gutters are fine.”
“Mom, last time you said that, a squirrel had moved into one.”
Chanel called every Wednesday night while making dinner.
“Did you eat today, Mama?”
“Of course.”
“Toast is not dinner.”
“Did you eat today, Mama?”
“I never said toast.”
“You didn’t have to.”
They knew me too well. I loved it and hid from it too.
***
Last month, Dr. Evans held my chart in both hands and stopped smiling.
“Say it plainly,” I told him. “
