Year 5, Day 116

A few days late, my Father’s Day gift arrived today, and Miles insisted I wait until he was home and could personally deliver it to me before I left for my trivia show. While he’s somehow worse at surprises than his mother (“It’s a shirt!” he had previously declared), he had not been able to describe what was on the shirt, presumably because it was just too spectacular for words.

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