Habit

Colette may be right. She thinks I imprinted unnaturally on Ma at birth, like a foundling duck hatched accidentally in the nest of a needy, scatterbrained rattlesnake. From the time she was born, Susan Morse was her mother's "special" child. For Susan, special translated into becoming her incorrigible mother's frazzled caretaker, a habit that continued into adulthood. Now she finds herself in the middle of the sandwich generation, responsible...