Essentials

TangledCordMessBefore

Jason stood at the front door with his suitcase at his feet. “Let’s go!” he called out.

His son Tyler ran to meet him. He was only carrying a backpack.

“What’s that?” demanded Jason.

“You told me to just bring the essentials,” shrugged Tyler.

“What’s in there?”

Tyler patted his bag. “Laptop, tablet, game console, phone, battery pack, and the charging cords for all of them.”

Jason stared at his progeny in disbelief. “We speak the same language, but the words mean something else entirely.”

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There is nothing about me that is more interesting than you. I am a man. I have a wife and family. I have a career. I have two dogs. I
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2 Responses to Essentials

  1. Pat says:

    We appear to speak a different language. The meaning is not the same. So true.

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