Caring for CarlyEpilogue
"Now Frank you stay with me," my wife admonished as we stepped through the sliding doors. "Yes dear," I said. Jody almost stuck her tongue out at me. "Smartass." Then she looked down at the little boy whose hand she was holding. "Honestly, sometimes I don't know which one of you is the most trouble," she said with fake exasperation. It was shopping day, with just Jody, me and the kids. Carly didn't like Wal-Mart because the size and the crowds confused her. Besides her latest...