“Aren’t you supposed to be at school?” I asked my 20-year-old son who attends Le Cordon Bleu.
He looked up from his video game and responded, “Uhhh, no. I don’t have school.”
I didn’t question it. In between class sessions, he usually has a couple days off.
A few days later, I got home from work and found my son and his girlfriend hanging out at my house. “Why aren’t you at school?” I asked, puzzled.
His girlfriend gave him a look and said, “You haven’t told your mom?”
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