As we traipsed to the swimming pool this afternoon, towels draped over our shoulders, my 7-year-old initiated a wee heart-to-heart.
Mom, if someone wanted to buy you, I think you would be worth 20 million, one thousand ninety eight dollars
Ah really? And if someone decided to do that, who would the money go to? I mean, who would get the 20 million one thousand and ninety eight?
You would. Definitely. Because you don’t have that much longer to live. I mean, you’re not young. So you should keep having a good life.