The other morning, as I was escorting my twins to kindergarten, a friend started chatting up the cop who was acting as the crossing guard.
“How do you know him so well?” I asked.
“He almost gave me a ticket the other day,” she said with a wink.
Clearly, she'd charmed the pants off the officer—something I’ve never quite learned to do.
My relationship with law enforcement has always been a bit…
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