I’d always so loved things mini before, mini fridges especially. But a mini nervous breakdown was nothing to love. She cancelled shows, book signings, TV appearances. Brian was working overtime to put a positive spin on it all.
“You need a break,” the doctor’s told her.
“You need a break,” I told her.
“Let’s go to Europe,” said Dad. “You can rest there.”
She rolled her eyes at all of us. “When you take a break, they forget about you. You take a break, and the fans find a new favorite comic. You take a break and you become the next Louie Anderson or Joe Piscopo.”
“Who?” Brian asked.
“Exactly,” said Ma.
“But you need—”
“I need a good shrink,” she interrupted me. “That’s all you ever hear these star friends of mine say: so and so saved my life; therapy kept me from falling off the dee
