The capstone of a not-great week last week was — you guessed it — having to deal with a family gathering brought down by the adult equivalent to schoolyard bullying.
It started when I mentioned my really my really cool Wren fountain pen to the family. My mother was impressed with how well it wrote and the ingenious design. My father was intrigued by how it worked. One aunt in attendance agreed that there is nothing like having a nice pen for writing with. The other aunt…
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