Hello darkness my old friend

My mom and I are playing Scrabble at twilight, listening to The Graduate soundtrack on vinyl and discussing our family’s health history. “I just hope your dad can remain so healthy for these last years of our lives,” she says, and at that exact moment, as if on cue, “The Sound of Silence” begins to play.

“Jesus Christ, Mom!” I shout, and get up to change the record to Patsy Cline.