Brad and Dorian emerge at the back door, as though smelling the bacon, just when it has attained the ideal crispness. Since Mom started to work at A Room with a View, this became our routine. If Brown is up or we have an early lesson, Tiger comes over for toast before going to work. When Mom opens the back door for our neighbors with a dishrag in one hand and a spatula in the other, she appears like she's straight out of a comedy. Gray smiles and takes a seat next to me, while Tad enters with a dish of what appear to be large pancakes layered together and with chocolate sauce. When he sets down whatever he's brought, he offers Mom a one-armed embrace and inhales deeply. He responds, "Smells fantastic, Jen." "I'd want to remain." Mom responds, her voice sparkling, "You should." "There'

