She had her lunch early that Friday, just after 11:30, the thick stack of envelopes she'd picked up from her post office box on the table next to her. She meant only to sort them while she ate, then take her requisite nap before sitting down at the computer. Daily updating, that was the key to her business. If she missed even a day she felt swamped, the work piling up so much that she would return to the computer at 3:00 A.M. when the baby's punches and thumps kept her awake.
Jennie ran a one-woman business organizing high school reunions. She called it My Old School, and she liked its orderliness, its neat stacks and growing...