I'm still going to work on finishing this like the book club meeting for it will eventually happen, but it definitely isn't going to happen on the planned date. My local public library has cancelled all events for at least the next couple weeks.
From the sounds of things, I'll probably be working from home soon, too. Although how I'll be doing that when most of what I need in order to do my job isn't accessible from home remains to be seen. At least I'm in a better position than the coworkers of mine who can't afford internet.
Okay, that was bizarre. Tara's dad (it feels weird to call her Westover in this particular update) lost it and told her she had to move out. I think she'd just gotten her SAT results? Her mom gave a token protest but finally agreed, telling Tara that she'd been moved out and about to marry Tara's dad when she was Tara's age. Tara said: "You were 16 when you married dad?"
It turned out that Tara's mom thought she was at least 20. Her dad probably thought the same. Tara didn't know her exact birth date and wasn't issued a birth certificate until she was 9 (or was it 10?), so it's not a surprise that they'd be a bit off on remembering her age, but four whole years?
On a semi-related note, this bit reminded me of a conversation I once had with my dad. He had trouble remembering his exact birth date, and I'd asked him why. His mom, my grandmother, had told him the wrong day for years. She was off by a couple months, if I remember right. He didn't find out his real birth date until he was preparing to move out and got a copy of his birth certificate.