He overslept again. Then he over-showered. I knocked on the door. I yelled. He missed first period.
So I'm pulling up to the school and there's a bunch of kids sitting on the gym steps and he opens the door to get out. I tell him I love him. He slams the door shut.
"Dad, shut up."
"Oh no—are you embarrassed?"
"Look, man. That was funny in grade school but I'm in high school now."
"Who's your favorite possum?"
"Dad, seriously."
"I loooooove you."
"Dad, I will beat you up. You know I can."
He cracks the door a little, then cuts a look. I think, he was daring me. I decided to be the bigger man and I let him go.
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