Depressed. She was reading a book called A Woman’s Guide to Mental Health. Whoever wrote this book doesn’t understand the first thing about women, she said. Who wrote it? A man, she said. A doctor. He doesn’t know diddly. Well, I knew I had to do something to try to get my mom out of her mood. Lasagna, I said. I’m going to make some Lasagna. She looked up at me and smiled, well, tried to smile. How’s school, Jeremy? I got out the lasagna pan and spaghetti sauce and pasta. I think I’m learning a little French, I said. And psychology (although that wasn’t really a school subject). What does psychology say about depression?