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The Case of the Missing Racquet: A Conversation with My Daughter
I pull into the driveway from work with my windows down only to hear the cries of my daughter’s frantic, desperate words as she meets me at the car. “I can’t find my racquet.” Tennis lessons started 10 minutes ago; it is only the second session. I had been stuck in traffic and my daughter had stayed late at school for Yearbook Club. We had talked on the phone, and I had instructed her to be fully ready when I got home to zoom off to tennis. Lateness is a pet peeve of mine, and I’m striving to get my kids to their activities on time, or even to be…