Chapter 51

The face that stared back at me in the bathroom room looked haggard and old.

What a fool I was.38: Are You Listening to Me?

“People never die while taking a nap,” Tina said. “Ever notice that?”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you ever opened up the newspaper and looked at the obituaries, and it was like, oh, Miss Jane died during a nap? It always says Miss Jane died in her sleep. Mr. Jack died in his sleep. I think, when I get old—and I’m not getting old, this is purely theoretical—but I think, when I doget old—if that everhappens—that I’m not going to sleep anymore. I’m just going to take naps. Did you ever think about that? Really! Who dies taking a nap? No one. Not ever! You know, I think I’m on to something.”

“Wow,” I said.

“So anyway, I went to see Mama the other night, and you know what they did?”

“What?”