Life Goes On With Fragile Normalcy.

But It All Zipped By. One Minute Marlena And I Were Up To Our Eyeballs, And The Next Thing We Knew The Kids Were Borrowing The Car And Fleeing The Coop For College. And Now, Here I Am. In My Nineties And Alone.

I Had My Whole Life Planned.. I Knew Exactly Where It Was Taking Me.

Even As Your Body Betrays You, Your Mind Denies It.

I Just Can't. I'm Married. I Made My Bed And Now I Have To Lie In It.

He Stares At Me, And Then Leans Back In His Chair. "he's Ill, Jacob." I Say Nothing. "he's A Paragon Schnitzophonic." "he's What?!" "paragon Schnitzophonic," Repeats Uncle Al. "you Mean Paranoid Schizophrenic?" "sure. Whatever. But The Bottom Line Is He's Mad As A Hatter.