I Drove Two Hours To My Lake House Expecting Silence Until I Opened The Door And Everything Changed

one eye on my phone answering an urgent client email, my mother talking in the background about something. I had probably made some noise of acknowledgment while staring at my screen. That was what they had built this on.

“Even if I nodded at dinner,” I said carefully, “which I don’t remember doing, this is my house. You cannot hire contractors and continue reading …