Jan grinned a bit.
'My work as a mom doesn't pay, it never ends, and I never get to have a vacation. That's why I quit.'
And to prove my point I stretched out on the freshly laundered sheets and hummed the first bars of Johnny Paycheck's song: 'Take this job and shove it.'
I don't think you can quit, Jan said.
'Well, I didn't hire you, so I don't know. But if you want, you can lie on my bed some more,' he offered.
I thought that was so sweet, I decided to stay on.