A good number of years ago, when my family was living in the wilds of Massachusetts, it was decided by the powers that be, otherwise known as my mother, that simplification was the order of the day. And so we embarked upon that grand suburban tradition, the garage sale.
A grand success it was, too. Near the end of the day, as my father haggled with another of the waning stream of customers, Mom and I enjoyed a brief respite from our day of mercantile endeavors. As was sat talking of this and that, a question occurred to me.
"Mom," I said, innocently, "What are you and Dad gonna do, once I leave and it's just the two of you?"
She didn't miss a beat. "Walk around naked."
She's a cool lady, no doubt.
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