Mom sailed into the room and went straight to my closet.
“Why are you hiding wine in your closet?!”
“I’m not hiding it. I buy bottles in case I need wine for parties.”
She groped a purple dress on its hanger. “What’s this?!?”
“A shirt. Why are you poking around in my closet?”
She turned to me. “I had a dream that you were hiding our checkbook in your closet. We order checkbook. They haven’t come in the mail yet.”
“Are you hiding them in your closet?”
“Yes,” I said. “Why would I hide your checkbooks in my closet?”
“It was in my dream,” she replied.
Chupa and his friend Jonic spent the evening singing and jamming along to Daniel Caesar’s “Get You,” which requires a lot of falsetto and features the lyric, “everything I need's . . . between . . . those thighs.”