He sighs. “I miss the days when females could be ordered around and they’d have no choice.” “Sure that wasn’t just a myth? I’m pretty sure nobody ever ordered my mom around—ever.” “You’re probably right. The unruliness of the women in your family must go back for generations. You’re like a plague upon the land.” “So long as we’re also a plague upon angels, I’m sure everyone else will forgive us.”
