100 Word Tiny Little Love Story (rejected by The New York Times and Reader’s Digest)

My mom has Alzheimer’s. Her characteristically unsolicited and honest tongue (“I made you an electrolysis appointment” when I didn’t ask for one) –  is now complimentary and docile (“I love your shirt!” about this one that I regretted wearing?). Surprisingly, I miss her lack of filter; it kept me on my toes. I play mom, her favorite, Neil Sedaka.  In Oh! Carol, Sedaka talks about Carol, who treats him cruel and makes him feel like a fool.  “Mom,” I say, “I think Neil needs therapy” – to which she responds, “that Carol is a tramp.” For a brief second, she’s back.