"She's Between Jobs," Mom Told The Relatives. Sister Whispered: "Probably Forever." I Helped Set The Table Silently. Aunt Mary Screamed: "Oh My God, Turn On The Tv Right Now! I set each blue-rimmed porcelain plate on the glossy wooden table, the kitchen radio softly playing Sinatra, the iced tea pitcher sweating on a coaster printed with the American flag. From the kitchen doorway, my mother spoke into the phone loud enough for the whole house to hear: “She’s between jobs.” In the living room, m