Janet
It was early on a Wednesday morning after my wife had gone to work. I got
out of bed, wearing only a t-shirt, and headed into the laundry room to get
some shorts. I would have to dress before going upstairs to the kitchen for
coffee. My Mother-in-Law had spent the night, and I expected her to be at
the table, already buzzing with coffee and late-breaking news.
She had stayed up late with Janet and I, drinking and talking. With her
years of experience as a foreign correspondent for