― It's Wednesday, and that means it's Jane's Day Out. Every week, I take mom out to meet her regular group of friends for lunch. As usual, I drop her off, but instead of picking one of the nearby places to have my lunch and wait for them to finish, I had a picky little list of errands to run (light bulbs, sinus meds, phone bill). So, I head off and 2 blocks down the road, this ∙ happens... ∙ ... I don't exactly remember the particulars. ∙ I was driving - she launched into [...].