Laughing Lagomorph

It was a good thing the only thing Lara had in her hand at that moment was the half empty plastic tub of butter substitute.

Because she was so angry she flung it across the table at me.

"You bastard! How dare you!"

I had commited the unforgiveable crime. The ultimate sin.

I had consulted a health professional about her bizarre behavior.

I needed to talk to someone. I needed some outside confirmation that...

Lara is slipping away.

When I first met her she was confident, successful, and in great shape.

She pointed up a steep road in Crested Butte, CO: “Yes, I ran up there yesterday evening!”

We were at 10,000 feet, the air was so thin at that altitude I had almost blacked out carrying my luggage across the parking lot but she could actually jog there.

She had her own office and two people reporting to her. She had reports that were her...