remember?â
âItâs, if you can work out what color your metaphorical parachute is . . . no, I canât remember.â She turned to Maxwell. âBut itâs about matching a career to your talents and interests. Like for you, your ideal career probably isnât to be a concert violinist, since you donât seem to be interested in playing the violin.â
âIâm interested.â
âNot in practicing.â
âI would be if I didnât suck so bad.â
âThatâs . . . I donât evenââ
âI feel you, though,â Lucas said, holding a piece of half-eaten bacon like a stumpy pointer. âItâs like, people are always trying to make ice cream or pop or whatever at home, and that shiâthat stuff is never as good as store-bought.â
âIâm not sure I see the connection,â Karyn said.
âJust that not every labor is justified.â
She laughed, a slightly mocking laugh, he feared. Already pegged as a bumbler. âYou might want to strike school counselor from your list of career prospects,â she said.
âYeah, no, you should definitely stick with the violin,â he said to Maxwell. âYou could be the next, uh, Itzhak Perlman.â
âOr Nero,â she said.
He had so far asked two questions about her job. His goal in situations like this was five; he sometimes pictured hash marks in his head. âSo are employees constantly asking you the same things about, like, their 401(k)s?â
âWell, when I was a rep, they were, but now Iâm not so much on the frontline.â
âYouâre more management now?â he said.
âNot management, just the second line. The reps will come to me if they canât figure something out, and I deal with employees when something gets escalated.â
âLike what?â
âStuff no one pays attention to till thereâs a problem at the pharmacy. Or someone dies and I have to deal with the family about life insurance.â She forked the last of her eggs on a corner of toast. âItâs nice of you to take an interest,â she said, âbut it kind of bores me to talk about work.â
âOh, sure, itâsââ
âI donât mean to sound crabby.â
âSâall good.â He adjusted his posture to relieve the pressure from his jeans. For a few weeks heâd been wearing the pair with the thirty-six-inch waist instead of the thirty-sevens in hopes that the discomfort would be motivating. Maxwell began noisily rolling one of his many-faceted dice on the table.
âTo tell the truth,â Karyn said, âI sometimes miss talking about work. One of the things about being married isâwell, this isnât always true, is it?âbut hopefully youâre with someone who wants to hear the details of your dumb day. Like the exciting thing this month is that thereâs a new guy whoâs a pig in the kitchen.â
âHe makes sexist remarks and stuff?â Lucas said, not really confused.
âHe leaves food in the sink, crumbs on the table. I sent out a group e-mail but nothingâs changed.â
âThis kid at robotics camp leaves food everywhere,â Maxwell said. âHe hides it.â
âMaybe heâs hungry,â Lucas said.
âI seriously donât think heâs hungry,â Maxwell said.
âAre you saying heâs fat?â Lucas said.
âNo.â
âItâs something hungry people do,â Lucas said. âHide food.â
âHe has mental health,â Maxwell said.
Lucas asked for clarification.
âHe told me, âI have mental health, FYI,â and then ran away.â
âHe means mental-health problems,â Karyn said.
âYeah, âcause mental health is a good thing,â Lucas said. âOr neutral.â
âMay I be excused?â
After Maxwell finished his clomping ascent of the stairs, Lucas
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