“Wonderful woman. Horrible children,” I overheard as I was leaving a store, right behind two ladies who were discussing a third. It delayed my exit, in fact, as I didn’t want to break out laughing and cause them to turn and stare at me.
But the statement simply seemed so perfect, so apt, so encapsulating of conversations I’d heard before—the plight of some poor parent or couple who had tried and tried, but in the end just couldn’t do a thing with them.
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