Strangers In The Night
Entry 1 3:04 p.m. Last night, as I was upstairs avoiding Jane The Virgin, binging that happens every single day since Leiney arrived home, Jenny got a call from Abby's therapist. I had emailed the therapist last week to make sure she knew how seriously ill Jenny is, concerned that Abby and Jenny may have achieved détente, but have yet to establish entente between them. We got rid of the peace table years ago, but it sure would come in handy, let me tell you. Jenny took the call in her room. I was in the office watching Quincy, because I am a nerd, when she came in upset. Clearly, the therapist had talked to Abby trying to help move the peace process along. She informed Jenny that Abby felt Jenny still hadn't apologized for failing to help her through her difficult middle school years. It isn't untrue that we, Jenny and I, dropped the ball. Abby switched schools on her own in 6th grade to attend the neighborhood school, and to get away fro...