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Cover Me

“Dad,” my daughter says as I get home from work, “Mom was on a field trip with us today and said ”˜Hey gang!’ It was so embarrassing.” She looks at me unblinking as if I should understand. “Dad!” she shakes her hands at me, “It’s sooo Scooby Doo!” She stalks off before I can respond, and for a second, while I’m trying to figure out how my wife blew my daughter’s cover, I’m back in high school confused and trying to translate Latin verbs.

A Place to Hang Out