One is very elderly and a close friend to my mother, from way back, Mrs. U W. The other is less elderly and a one time close friend to my mother, Mrs. P G. Then, there is my mother herself. Which makes three. A weird trinity. One and a half Jews. One and a half Christians. At my doorstep.
All three were either more brilliant, smarter, or wiser than me. They had moral fibre in the form of a regular life, regular diet, regular upbringing, et cetera. I got that late in my life, like, last night. One deep night of sleep did it for me. With the help of my son.
One of them has one of my cats. My cats are another trinity now. Things have suddenly changed and…
Un.Bon.Mot 