flatreader

I go to our usual park but the dog’s friends aren’t there. Luckily, a passing delivery man gets down on all fours to play

Inevitably, I get Covid. My middle son had it. A few days later, the oldest one acquired it independently, and decided to quarantine under our roof.

“You can tell Dad has it,” my wife says to the middle one, now recovered. “Because he acts out all his illnesses.”