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The Accident Part 2
I’d been traveling for 20 hours: from Shinjuku to Narita, Narita to San Francisco, San Francisco to San Diego, and finally, the short cab ride home. Once I’d dropped my suitcase in my bedroom, I began
The Accident Part 1
“How’s he doing, everything okay?” It was an empty question — I was sure of the answer. There was no room in my mind to consider any alternative to fine. Dad had still been in surgery when
Frodo
I’d known about Jane’s intention to get another dog after Winston, her elderly chocolate Lab, passed away several months ago. So I’m not sure why I was surprised when she stopped by my place on her
Shabu Shabu
David walked into the room with a lot more flair than usual. He raised his arm high above his head and said, “Isu no ue ni dare ga imasu ka?” My sister, who was seated
Drama Queen
I used to ignore David when he said my family was drama, chalking it up to his family’s comparative monotony. “You’re mistaking exciting and entertaining for drama,” I’d say. That’s what I believed. But, since
Waterworks
Yesterday, I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes dry. It began with the right one. Because my right eye has been leaking on and off for months, I assumed that’s what it was doing — some
Service Situation
“You will not believe what I just heard,” Jane said. Her brows were raised in a classic and universal WTF expression. Before I could ask, she held up a finger and said, “I’m still on
Oh, Jane
Apparently, one of the other mothers at “drop off” — where Jane drops her daughter Bella off at school — was shocked by my sister’s two-toned hair. As Jane relays it, her friend said something along
Ratios
David gets a kick out of drawing similarities between me and my sister Jane. We both do the “happy dance” when we receive tasty food, we’re both exceptionally neurotic, and we both make a game out
Shop of War
It is possible to be lovingly offensive. The people on all of those intervention shows know what I’m talking about — whether it’s hoarding or alcoholism that’s ruining your life, only those who really truly give