The Mater arrives today

At this very moment, several sweaty, strapping young men are loading boxes and furniture into a van in Philadelphia while my mother stands at the kitchen counter hyperventilating beside her cellphone and counting her cash several more times. If she doesn’t have a list on paper, she is definitely going over one in her head. By now, she will already have convinced herself that she’s lost her purse—and her apartment key—at least three times. By dinnertime today, if all goes well, she and her purse and her well-thumbed cash for the movers will be here, and she will have a new apartment key she’ll worry about misplacing.

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