My husband is an avid consumer of the morning news,

but does not subscribe to the time-honored spousal mealtime practice

of hiding behind a newspaper; he has his electronic tablet

at the breakfast table, where he scans the New York

Times, The Wall Street Journal and, on occasion, CNN, while

scarfing down rolls and orange juice, — me, well, I’m not

ready to face any of these options — morning is not

exactly my finest hour — and so I generally sip coffee

and just listen to his running commentary while feigning interest

in the Dow Jones Average or the president’s budget message.

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Paraphrases from the novel Asylum by Jeannette de Beauvoir.

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