Midlife Crisis Mobile
(a very short story or maybe a novel excerpt, even)
Noah traded in his PriusC for a Mercedes convertible. His wife Julie nicknamed it the Midlife Crisis Mobile.
“Where’s the child safety seat gonna go?” she asked.
“Behind the grownup seat.”
“What sort of example are you setting for our son?”
“A good one.”
“How so?”
“I’m teaching him life’s too short to drive a Prius.”
Julie sighed. Couldn’t argue with him there…
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