9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for February 01, 2006
"Hello, Mom?...I've been talking to Gran. She says you came home from the hospital and vanished. Where are you?" "In self-imposed exile where no one will find me...Cut off from civilized society." "Wouldn't that be a bit more effective if you turned off your cell phone?" "Mom made a noise at me between her tongue and lower lip." "Self-imposed exile usually begins by making that noise."