‘Did you ask the landlord for permission?’ I asked when my daughter-in-law appeared at my apartment door with two suitcases. My son laughed and said, ‘Mom, we don’t need to ask permission at home.’ I smiled, stepped aside, and let them enjoy their small victory for exactly ten minutes until the phone rang, and they stopped laughing.
“Did you even ask the owner of this house for permission?” The question left my mouth with a calm…