All she wants to do is bring you scrambled eggs in bed, tell you that you're the greatest writer in the world, and never to be reminded of her occasional black bouts of memory-obliterating rage! You can do this!
"A MARVELOUS LOOKING MAN sits at a desk, by himself, holding the phone. In his sixties, he's still as bright, fast and sassy as he was half-a-lifetime ago." That should be me!!
