Me, Mom and Austin just came from the Melita School breakfast.
Instead of turning onto 62, Austin kept going down the back road.
Me: Are you taking Mom home before stopping at Sugar and Spice?
Austin: Yeah. And I don’t really know how to go that way.
Mom starts cracking up from the back seat.
Me: If you had just turned right, that would have taken you directly to 13.
Mom: It’s a wonder that he made it out of school.
Me: It’s a wonder we’re still married.
Me: Are you taking Mom home before stopping at Sugar and Spice?
Austin: Yeah. And I don’t really know how to go that way.
Mom starts cracking up from the back seat.
Me: If you had just turned right, that would have taken you directly to 13.
Mom: It’s a wonder that he made it out of school.
Me: It’s a wonder we’re still married.
Just so you comprehend, Austin was taking the blue route. He should have taken the gray route to the deli. Mom lives at the green X. We live at the red X. The gray route is on the main road. The blue is winding back roads that only insane people and Amish traverse.
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