Her husband Ben interjects. “Her doctors say she can,” he said, “but she would have to wear a mask on the plane, and Stella won’t wear a mask.”
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Malcolm comes in now and then for this and that. This time, he is here for a skin check. At each visit he brings me up to date on an endless family lawsuit over a contested estate. Its subplots could script a whole Netflix series.
When I’m done with the skin check, Malcolm says, “also, I’d like Botox on my forehead.”
“OK,” I say. I don’t ask why, but Malcolm answers anyway.