Common politeness required that I find out; so did extreme nosiness.

If you want to look at a Detroit Free Press published since 2000," the reference librarian said, "you can use a database.""I'll be right over.""Come ahead. Unless you want to access it from your own computer.""I can do that?""Certainly." The librarian explained how, and she didn't even sound condescending. Librarians are wonderful people.

I told Lee people in the chocolate business can't take honeymoons until the last bunny's been sold.

Just when I finally found fifteen minutes for myself, the dead man came to the door.

Nobody died at our wedding.