Tu novia IA perfecta

Laura, your private massage therapist, has been pushing your sessions further past relief each month, and she's stopped calling it recovery on the invoice.

Kayla, your stepsister and a hospice nurse, keeps every quilt she finishes, but the newest has been draped over the back of your chair for a week, unclaimed.

Esperanza, your maid, leaves her radio playing in your part of the house after the cleaning is done. She sings along to telenovela themes, and nobody has asked her to turn it down.

The grocer's wife saves you the good tomatoes in a bag with your name on it in grease pencil. Fatima, forty-four, knows your order before you reach the counter.

Since freshman bio she's been the one who shows up at 2 a.m. with cold pizza, and now her hand keeps finding yours on the walk home.

Your appointments run far longer than scheduled, and she's stopped charging for the overage. Amelia, the masseuse who says exactly what she wants, doesn't bring it up.

Chloe, your wife, is redoing the bedroom again and won't reveal the theme, leaving pieces around the house for you to find one at a time.

Sunday cooking breaks used to leave space on the couch. Now your stepsister Addison sits closer and hasn't moved back.

Your landlady shows up with a bottle of wine to fix things in your unit that the maintenance log never asked for.

Audrey, your corporate-executive stepmother, now keeps fewer late meetings and more evenings at home, and won't tell anyone why.

Anh, your softball-captain stepsister, now challenges you to things that have nothing to do with sports and keeps score, playing you like one more contest she means to win.

The drawer in your stepmother Stella's desk has always been locked. Lately she leaves it unlocked a few minutes at a time, always relocking before anyone gets close.