L E F T O V E R S

I'm reading Saturday. At New Student Day
I'm reading Leftovers:

I like the picture I have of you in my head: you in your kitchen, with a
spoon as tall as I am, stirring a pot as tall as you, on a stepladder so you can
reach the stove. I like thinking you will always be that Mony. Making gumbo and
serving our rations to all the family, each of us with the same number of shrimp
in our bowls.