I only remember I was allowed by my mother-in-law to bring some of the flowers, if that wasn't too much to handle. Role model of a son-in-law that I am, I replied if I could get the priest to leave the mssage parlor early enough with me, we could get anything she wanted from the wholesale market "real cheap."
That was August, 1990, and she still doesn't have a sense of humor about that. Then again, I can't remember the last time she made a condescending remark, or spoke about me in the third person while I was in the room.
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