She watches Jerry and his nutty friends maneuver through a plot so replete with twists and turns that recounting never makes any sense. **If only my problems were so complicated. Then at least I would have an excuse!** The corner where Chris usually sits seems rudely empty to her, and she finds herself inching closer to her daughter. Mickey's weight begins to cut off the flow of blood to and from her feet, so she carefully transfers him to Nora's lap. **He's supposed to be her cat anyway.** She pets him once or twice to settle him.