THE ROTTEN DAUGHTER

So I saw Mom off at the airport last night where she took off for the Philippines for a one, possibly two-month stay. In the flurry before her departure, it was kind of moving to watch her struggling over a poetry book review. She doesn't work on a computer, so she kept drafting and redrafting by handwriting her review on scratch paper -- okay, this part was painful to watch. She's nearly 78, nearly blind, and there she was scribbling and scribbling, nose to paper -- because she considered it important to do justice by a poet's work.

Anyway, she gave me a sheaf of papers before she left, and I was eager to read her review. Do you think it means anything that the book she reviewed is entitled

THE BOOK OF THE ROTTEN DAUGHTER

? Naaaaa....aaahhhhh, right?

Actually, I read the book. It's EXCELLENT. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!