“Come home by the speed bump”
It’s the girls’ spring break, and I’m spending (most of) the week with them. I worked today, though, and I had to smile when Zoe called my office around 3:30 wondering where I was. “Get packed up – right now!” she told me, saying she wanted me to come home. I told her I would be there soon, to which she replied, “No, you won’t – it takes a long time to get home from Stanford.” I’ll go fast, I told her, and that seemed to please her. “Go as fast as you can,” she said. “Come home by the speed bump and speed home…”
-M