So here I am, locked down in the back room (well, it’s kind of in the front of the house but nevermind) while B hosts the weekly Saturday morning ladies’ breakfast for the women who live in our little neighborhood. How did I end up in some bizarro west coast version of a Cheever novel?
Hunkered down
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A couple of weeks ago my wife, Katie Dixon, hosted her book club and banished me to the bedroom. At first I thought she was kidding, and then when the literary ladies started to arrive and I felt how icy the climate was getting, I slunk downstairs.
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