CHAPTER 10
"Why would you go to jail?" I asked.
"For stupidity," Nan Glasser answered bitterly.
"In my experience, stupid people often go to jail, but they aren't actually charged with stupidity. Shockingly, it's not a crime. So, what's going on?"
I turned on the car and started the a/c; this could be a long story.
"Marvin called me yesterday afternoon," Nan began in a steady voice. "He said he'd heard I was going through with the divorce and started yelling about how I didn't care if he lived or died and accused me of conspiring with his enemies. Then he said I should say good-bye to my wonderful life because I was going to prison."
Now I was angry. Considering that I'd never thought about Marvin Glasser even once before yesterday, I was really starting to hate the man.
"But, Nan,
