The doctor drummed his fingers on the
desk, staring down at the boy. "This is the third time you've
broken your left leg in four years. This time your were lying behind
your car when your father backed up in the driveway. Why?"
"I'm 17 now." The boy didn't smile. "I have to avoid school dances somehow."
Hahahahahaha! I nearly snorted coffee out of my nose!
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