Where'd You Go, Bernadette

by Maria Semple

ended. Graves offered Fox a job back in New York, but she liked the freedom of the

daughter was eight when I was working

disoriented for a second, and it was almost a relief

My heart started racing, not the bad kind of heart racing, like, I’m going to die. But the good kind of heart racing, like, Hello, can I help you with something? If not, please step aside because I’m about to kick the shit out of life.

I’m more of a creative problem solver with good taste and a soft spot for logistical nightmares.