| “I think I remember this,” she tells me, and she watches.
“That’s Robert Conrad, James West,” I say. “That’s Artemis Gordon. You used to love this.”
She smiles. It goes to a commercial for My Pillow.
“That’s supposed to be the best pillow,” she says. My dad rouses. “They don’t tell you how much it is,” she says.
She’s right. No price. A two-for-one offer but no price. She says it again, tells me again that it is “supposed to be the best pillow for sleeping.” |