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“D4MN 1T 0LD M4N!”
We were playing charades in the living room.
The clock was ticking down:
Dad had a headband with a photo of a flower on it.
“TH1S 1S 34SY!”
“Bradley, you told me it had many colors…Then you said it had ‘pedals’?—Is it a bike?”
I facepalm.
“N0. N0t p3d4ls, d4d. P-3-T-4-L-S.”
“Oh! Is it a-“
The buzzer goes off.
Dad nervously smiles with a shrug.
“Fl0w3r, d4d. 1t w4s 4 fl0w3r.”