Unbelievable Holiday Tales
Scripting a Fantasy of a Family
By Mindy Kaling
LAST year, toward the end of December, I was meeting my writing partner at the hotel lobby in Santa Monica where we always work. On the way out, there was a short wait while the valet got my car.
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Jason Logan“Big plans for the holidays?” the parking attendant asked me.
“Not too much,” I replied. “Just spending time with the family.”
“Husband and kids will keep you busy,” he said.
“Yep,” I smiled, getting into my Mini Cooper.
Driving off, I felt nervous and giddy, as if I had gotten away with something. I don’t have a family where I have a husband and children. I had meant my family of my parents and older brother. It made me feel a tinge of excitement that someone would actually think of me as a grown-up like that. Even though I was the right age for it, I still felt like what I imagine the protagonist does in one of those “Big” or “13 Going on 30” body-swapping movies.
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