I walked briskly to the living room, and my face dropped when I saw my mother sitting in her chair next to Adelaide on the couch, laughing loudly with a popcorn-filled bowl between the two of them. “So, what did his wife say?” Adelaide said in between bouts of giggling. “She—” Helen herself seemed to be having difficulty putting her thoughts into words from how hard she was snickering. “She told me that she had no idea how the cucumber had gotten that deep.”
