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The counter was soon stacked high with plates, bowls, mugs, juice glasses, water glasses, wineglasses, pots, pans, Tupperware, pot holders, dish towels, and silverware. The entire kitchen was inside out.
She heard the front door open. Oh good, John’s home early.
“Alice, what are you doing?” The woman’s voice startled her. “Oh, Lauren, you scared me.”
It was her neighbor who lived across the street.
“Alice, this isn’t your kitchen.”
She tried to be understanding. He needed to work. But why didn’t he understand that she needed to run?
She picked up the phone again.
“I want you to promise that we’ll run today.”
“Please, Alice, let me call you after I get out o...
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“I need to run...
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“This is why I think we should get you a treadmill.”
“Oh, fuck you,” she said, hanging up.
She flashed to anger a l...
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She didn’t want a treadmill. She wanted him.
ALICE STOOD IN THEIR BEDROOM, naked but for a pair of ankle socks and her Safe Return bracelet, wrestling and growling at an article of clothing
She let out a long scream.
“What’s happening?” asked John,
“That’s not a bra, Ali, it’s a pair of underwear.”
She burst into laughter. “It’s not funny,” said John. She laughed harder.
if you want to go running, you have to hurry up and get dressed. I don’...
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He left the room, unable to watch her standing there, naked with her underwear on her head, laughi...
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She knew that she had a daughter named Lydia,
information she’d been given and accepted as true.
“Mom, we’d like to give you your big gift now.”
Inside were three DVDs—The Howland Kids, Alice and John, and Alice Howland. “It’s a video memoir for you. The Howland Kids is a collection of interviews of Anna, Tom, and me. I shot them this summer.
The third one I haven’t made yet. It’s an interview of you, of your stories, if you want to do it.”
The DVDs Lydia had made came at just the right time.
Provoked, she wanted to scream into the phone that she didn’t need a babysitter,
She breathed instead. “Okay, see you later.” She hung up the phone and congratulated herself on still having editorial control over her raw emotions.
SHE SAT IN HER STUDY,
waiting for Anna to come over
waiting for John ...
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She was sitting and waiting to get worse. She was sick of just ...
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She was the only person she knew anywhere with early-onset Alzheimer’s.
She needed to find her new colleagues.
She found forums, links, resources, message boards, and chat rooms. For caregivers.
What about support for the people with Alzheimer’s disease?
Where are the other people who were in the middle of their careers when this diagnosis ripped their lives right out from under them?
She didn’t deny that caregivers ne...
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But what ab...
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was diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer’s almost a year ago.
does MGH run any sort of support group for people with Alzheimer’s?” “No, unfortunately we don’t. We have a support group, but it’s only for caregivers.
Alice rose and walked to the hallway. Anna stood there
on the hole!
Alice walked over to her and crouched down. She put her hand on the hole. Only it wasn’t empty space she felt. She ran her fingers over the looped wool of a black rug. Her black hallway rug. It’d been there for years.
She smacked it with her open hand
Her hand stung,
Anna put the mail down and reached for her mother’s hand, the hand that stung. Alice flung it away from her and screamed. “Leave me alone! Get out of my house! I hate you! I don’t want you here!”
“I brought dinner, I’m starving, and I’m staying. I’m going into the kitchen to eat, and then I’m going to bed.”
Alice stood in the hallway alone, fury and fight raging madly through her veins. She opened the door and began pulling at the rug. She yanked with all her strength and was knocked down.
