Once Upon a Twin XL Mattress

My youngest son walked into my home office and leaned against my desk as I checked flights from the small airport only a few miles away from our home to his college 500 miles away. In a few short months he would move into his dorm and start his freshman year. I looked up to ask him whether he wanted to take an early morning flight or one in the afternoon. With a pained look not unlike a boss having to fire yet another employee, he told me he needed to talk with me about something.

“What’s goi...