My daughter and I sat side by side on her RV couch, holding our cell phones. I had just complained about how often I misplaced mine. “Mom,” she said, “why don’t you just call it?” “Pardon me?” “Call it. It will answer you.” She reached for my phone and adjusted …
In retrospect, I ought to have paid more attention when I first noticed the slight hiss in the basement. But it barely registered—until I went downstairs for something else, hours later. Who knew that a pin-sized hole in copper piping can cause a flood in three hours? The pilot of …
“I can’t believe this. I lost my phone again,” I complained to the Preacher. Accustomed to my ritual phone hunts, he sighed and continued playing Suduko on his tablet. Circling the living room, I ambled down the hall and migrated to the kitchen. In 2007, barely a decade prior, we …
On the right day, at the scheduled time, my co-worker and I adjusted our bifocals. Then we sat down in front of my work computer for an introduction to the office’s newly installed file management program. Over speaker phone, an enthusiastic company rep introduced himself as Tim and requested permission …
