They got me settled into my bed and I was still flying high from the anesthesia. My bedside phone rang and I knew it would be someone I wanted to talk to. I picked up and said: "Hello?" Adam's voice said: "Uh ... hi. Is Allison there?" I must've been SO out of it for him not to recognize my voice! He later said he'd never heard me sounding less perky. Well, duh, honey.
I'm a writer and storyteller in Berkeley, CA. If you're wondering where that is, follow the smell of patchouli and skunkweed. There you'll find me with my kickass husband, gorgeous little boy, and manic Lab-Australian Shepherd mix pups. I'm represented by Miriam Altshuler of DeFiore & Co., but of course, my views are my own.