Taking kids home from tutoring, I saw a family out in their backyard. Several little girls playing, looked like mom and dad were there. A nice scene.
Coming back past this house 10 minutes later, I saw the “dad” leave the yard and walk out to a car that pulled up. He handed something white into the car, received something back, and the pretty picture got smashed.
Where have you gone, Norman Rockwell?
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