My Doctor Said Stay in Bed. I Was Already on the Pacific Coast Highway. When I Got to the House I’d Built for My Parents’ Anniversary, My Brother-in-Law Was Evicting Them. I Laughed in His Face and Said: “You Have Exactly One Hour to Leave.”

call to tell someone about it.

That was enough.

More than enough.

The headache that had been with me since the Pacific Coast Highway was gone by the time I drove home. I thought about my doctor’s instructions, the bed rest and the no driving and the no stress, and I thought that she had not been wrong exactly but that she had not been working with complete continue reading …