Mrs. Everything

by Jennifer Weiner

“That’s like saying you could win a marathon if you had to start five miles behind everyone else. And then told if you didn’t win, you just weren’t trying hard enough.

in a middle school where the hormones formed a palpable fog,

she’d braved a trip to the supermarket that morning, where her fellow housewives were acting practically feral, grabbing for the last loaf of bread or gallon of milk or four-pack of toilet paper, as if everyone’s snow-day plans included French toast and diarrhea.

that people changed, and sometimes, marriages did not survive those changes, in spite of everyone’s best intentions.

Would the day ever come when simply doing your best would be enough?