Mind Control Blues

New Moon Food post:

My father returned home today. He was actually released from the hospital a week ago, but my parents used the excuse of the possible existence of black mold under the carpet to justify the cost of renovating the master bedroom to themselves, and he didn't want to come back until the hardwood flooring was down. I won't go into all the sordid details, which aren't really relevant to the topic at hand, except to say that he's making a full recovery from the potentially very lethal illness he'd contracted, a fact that should have made today an even happier day than it already should have been. You'll notice from the way I worded that, that today's homecoming was a less-than-joyful one.