The Postscript: Bunion season

It’s that time of year again. No, I am not talking about bikini season. I’m talking about bunion season.

I did not even know I had a bunion until fairly recently and now, every time I start wearing sandals again, I am reminded that I do. I imagine it was growing on the sly for years before my husband, Peter, brought it to my attention.

“You have a bunion,” he said.

“I do not!” I immediately answered — because I had no idea what it was.

“Yes, you do. Right there, on your foot.”

“That’s not a bunion. It’s always been like that ... I think.”

“No, that’s a bu...