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Today’s Story of the Day comes from Richard Ford, one of my favorite writers (previously featured on SoTD), and it manages to combine my love of his prose with a passion for New Orleans. That’s a Monday win.

Enjoy “Leaving for Kenosha,” from The New Yorker:

“Because he was a lawyer, Walter knew you didn’t expect to know why most things happened. You made the reasons up. It was difficult enough just to admit that things did happen. Life was lived mostly in your head—even for sweet Louise. Who knew what went on in that teeming brain? He didn’t. The fact was—a fact that had to be accepted—that Betsy Hobbes had now thrown herself more into her work, was living alone in a condo just like he was, was being a part-time parent, and would be spending this evening on some hot screened-in porch, drinking whiskey and staring out toward the distant lights of the city and becoming bored with life again, only in some entirely new way. That had to pass for living in the moment if you were Betsy.”