A Chair in Heaven:
I met Sara Rosalsky’s daughter, Mrs. Hyman, at the home of a friend where I was baby-sitting. One day she asked me to work for her.
“I need someone to sit with my mother. She is seventy-nine, has nothing to do all day, and she has to have someone to talk to. My brothers don’t have time for her, so it’s up to me.”
Mrs. Hyman hesitated a moment. She gave me a long reflective look before she went on. “You’re almost my mother’s age, you’d be wonderful company for her, and I’d pay well. I’m a nervous wreck, and I must have a rest. I need someone to sit with her a few times a week. Would you do it?”
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