The House Always Tells the Truth
She said "we're doing just fine" before I finished stepping through the door. I hadn't said hello yet. House on the west side of Guthrie, furnace not firing reliably. She answered every question I asked the same way. Oh, it's been great. We're doing so well. I'm sure it's nothing serious. Meanwhile there was a hospital tray table in the living room with a water pitcher and a row of prescription bottles, a walker folded in the corner, a fleece blanket on the couch with a shape under it. She walked me past all of it without acknowledging any of it. Arlie Hochschild published "The Managed Heart"…
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