Tears in freefall, Mum's bear hug cracks ribs.
'I've entered a wet T-shirt comp."
Dad growls.
'Not that I'd do so.'
He closes my dorm door after them.I stare at it. Had they finally gone?
'We're empty nesters.'
Poor Mum.
"How about that second honeymoon? Hawaii?'
What? Dad hates flying.
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