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.”

of it. I feel something quieter, the specific relief of a situation that could have been worse being the thing it turned out to be instead, something manageable, something documented, something that moved through the appropriate processes and arrived at an outcome that protected the people who needed protecting.

My father called on a Sunday, which he continue reading …