My mom thinks that she and I should write a book together on the subject of people and the stories that they have to tell. Everybody Has a Story. In 2002, Miles wanted me to write on the subject of the dichotomy of a relationship moving from long distance into close proximity.

His proposed title held marginally less romanticism: Your Weird Bump and My Flat Feet.

[And just for the record, I am the one with flat feet.]