Nancy

Nancy Brower stopped by after work, for martinis in front of the blazing fire and holiday music in the background. "I like the tree; the tree's not real crowded," she said, confirming all of Linda's executive design decisions. It was great to see an old friend, as we'd not spent time together quietly for several months. And pup whined and wiggled and brought her a special spit-covered meaty bone, to show how much he cared (cared, that is, to be paid attention to). So we paid attention to Nancy, too. Friendship.