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I shake my head, although I’m responsible for allowing my son to become so dependent on his devices in the first place. There were plenty of nights when I probably should’ve talked with him, but I instead let him watch the television while I finished up some work.

“Dylan!” I yell again.

“What?” he screams back through his squeaky voice.

“Come down here, please. Coral made breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry!”

I look at Coral, and she says that she’ll pack some up for him to have later.

“Thank you. And I’m sorry.”

“Hey, I’ve raised teenage boys, too. It isn’t for the faint of heart. And you have to do it on your own. I can’t imagine that.”

“At least he’s not a she. I’d have no idea what I was doing in that case.”

She nods her head. “Oh, yeah. Girls are hard, too. Sometimes, even more so.”

“Yeah. When you have a boy, you only have one thing to worry about—if you know what I mean.”

“Mhm.”

“But with girls—”

“You don’t have to tell me twice. I’m living that reality right now.”

“How do you do it?” I ask, after collecting several pieces of bacon on my fork.

“You just try to raise someone who respects herself and her body.”

“That’s a good way to put it. I feel like both genders could benefit from that.”

“For sure. And who knows? Maybe you’ll have a daughter someday. She already has one of them, right?”

I pause to think about who she is referring to.

“Oh, Mae?”

“Duh.”

This again?

“Speaking of which, I found another plot that looks promising. I’ll show you after breakfast.”

We continue talking until our bellies are full. And after we’ve worked together to put the food away and clean the dishes, she brings my laptop back over to me.

“Here. What do you think of this?”

I read the details and see that it’s entirely too small.

“That’s only like half of my property alone.”

“Really?” She puts her glasses on and reviews the information.

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

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