The Cove Story

My wife is deathly afraid of leaving our house, even though she hates our house. She religiously wears a mask when she does leave our house, which is only for doctor appointments. Before i was an election judge, not now, we didn't even do anything special to celebrate our fiftieth wedding anniversary this past june. That's our covet story. Uto mean, that story is never going to be chronicled anywhere. It doesn't fit in any neat statistic, and it certainly doesn't fit the reigning narrative, according to which this was all for your own good, so it'll be forgotten.