CHAPTER 45
"I don't know what any of this means, do you?" Sandy asked me.
We were sitting at her dining room table poring over Jack's pay stubs and not making much progress. I'd never seen such a complicated pay stub.
"Let's start from the top, shall we?" I said. "DIS has to be disability insurance, agreed?"
"And LIFE is for life insurance, but what's FSA Health?" Sandy asked.
"Why are you still wearing Sara's glasses?" Mike asked her.
"I can see better with them on," Sandy laughed. "Sara told me I needed glasses, but I didn't believe her."
"You mean you didn’t want to believe her," Mike said, pouring each of us a glass of wine.
"We believe what we want to believe and then our brain creates its own reality. Isn't that amazing?" Sandy replied.
"You know what else is amazing?" I ask
