As I started the Corolla, I reached into the inner pocket of my coat for my sunglasses. They were Dolce & Gabbana, one of my few claims to pretentiousness from my Buckhead days. I arrived at the clinic and drove around back to park. Lida was already waiting in her car.  ...
The statue company was pressing for the names to be engraved as well as for the final payment. After talking with Nancy Orman about Wednesday’s schedule, I reluctantly agreed to drive to Nashville the next morning. I had already made plans to take Friday off and finally go...