Every so often I fall into a minor panic as I realize that Christmas is still closer and I still haven’t picked up any gifts. And this reminds me that I am a mediocre gift giver, and that reminds me that whatever else happens, I need to avoid doing what Mo did.

I first heard about her errors as I was home reading one afternoon this summer, and a squat guy of about 30 began pacing under my window as he spoke on a cell phone.

“Mo, what kind of man do you think I am?”