The phone rang and we stood there, as we do, and waited for the Caller ID to reveal the identity of the person on the other end. It was a name I didn’t recognize. The girl swooped over my shoulder and said, “I’ll take this,” and grabbed for the phone. “Helloooo Jacob,” she said and sashayed from the kitchen, up the stairs and to her room.
I stood there, dumbfounded.
And so it begins.