Her mom only wore makeup for special occasions and made no effort to hide the crow’s feet that had grown around the edges of her eyes. The same with the laugh-lines that formed on her forehead and her cheeks whenever she stretched her face into that wide grin, often accompanied by a howling, unrestrained guffaw when she found something amusing. Those loud laughs often burst out at inopportune times — dinner, the movies, even Uncle Dan’s funeral — and were often met by a glare from Riley. Her mom would then try to swallow the laugh, which only resulted in a
