by Kirk Melson
I grew up with certain expectations of behavior. They were
the normal sorts of things we all learned as children. Near the top of the list
was a warning not to be nosy. I took this aversion to those who exhibited this
trait with me into adulthood.
That is, until I discovered this tendency in my darling
wife.
I came upon the surprising compunction to overhear every
conversation nearby, ask prying questions of total strangers, and worst of all,
take photographs of everything and every one she wanted—without asking
permission.
