Last week I wrote about the virus my son came down with on our trip to New York and the misery that is watching your child suffer. No sooner than I pressed “publish” did my legs start to ache, signaling the not-so-subtle start of my own fever. Thus began another week of canceled plans, copious amounts of Tylenol, and cursing the germs that contaminated …
© 2025 Sarah Levy
Substack is the home for great culture