My daughter gripped her pen and hesitated. “So Mom, how’s your writing going?” I sighed. I was tired. “Good. I’m in the middle of a scene.” “What’s it about?” Her voice rose. “Is it inappropriate?” “Yes.” “Oh, does it have people, like, kissing?” I rubbed my face with my hands. The muscles around my eyes felt tight. “No!” “Is it like when the mom murders the father?” “Sort of, but it wasn’t murder,” I started to explain. And then I [...]