Favor For Janet
My wife, Missy, and I live in Northern Connecticut, so I was a little put out when she asked me to drive to her sister's house in Pennsylvania. Janet, her sister, lived in a nice brick colonial that she got when she divorced her asshole husband, Gerald. Janet had called Missy and told her that the garage door had come off the track, and that she couldn't get the car out of the garage. "She can't get anyone to come and fix it until sometime next week," Missy said. "Why don't you load...