Olivia

When my mother-in-law returned from Chicago to the mansion there in Manhattan, she brought with her the photo album that she so wanted to show me, which proved that what she had said about having already met my mother was true.

“Do you see me here?” She said this as she pointed to a photo taken over twenty years ago. She and I were sitting on the couch, and the heavy, thick photo album was on my thighs as I opened it and enjoyed the old photos. “That was the day Spencer and ...