“After Miranda was done saving her own life, she called someone who could commiserate…”

I was at the movies this weekend and it was crowded, so crowded I had to sit in one row with my first-born while my husband sat a few rows up with our second child. It was a funny movie and I found myself glancing behind me and up, trying to catch my husband’s eye—searching, … Continue reading “After Miranda was done saving her own life, she called someone who could commiserate…”