I’m definitely limping. I see Lisa looking at me sideways and wince. The two of us usually power walk laps around the block while our boys are in chess club. I asked Jake if he still wanted to participate since we don’t live up this way anymore, but he looked at me like I’d just killed his puppy or something. Shows what I know about teenagers.

Lisa takes a swig from her water bottle. ”Why in the hell are you walking like that,” she asks, seeming ...