So when I say it’s time to leave, I don’t want to hear any guff.” “Well, if I’m talking to Janis, don’t yank me out the door in front of her. And for God’s sake don’t say ‘guff.’ ” Mom always got me and took my narcissism in stride. “No, of course not,” she said, suppressing a smile. “We’ll have a signal. When it’s time to go, I’ll give you a wink like I’m just some pretty girl at the party trying to get your attention.” “That’s perfect!”
