My Son Made Plans For My House Until I Said One Thing

all the time.” A pause. “It’s a lot of house for one confused woman to rattle around in.”

I set the milk carton down very carefully on the counter.

“Marlene,” I said, “how do you know the dinner’s for thirty? I only saw that an hour ago.”

The line went quiet for a beat too long.

“Daniel told me,” she said too fast. “Obviously we talk.”

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