My 15 year old daughter flops down on my bed and lays her head in my lap.
Ariel, (Crying)" I finished the book."
Me, "What book?"
Ariel just shakes her head and cries.
Me, "Oh"
Me, "Of Mice and Men."
Ariel, "That is a truly evil book. I hate it. My teacher is mean."
Me, "We ALL cry when we read that book, George."
Ariel laughs
Me, "Now you need to read, "Flowers for Algernon."
Ariel, "NO!"
Ariel, " Not for another three years until I am emotionally stable."
I laugh













