Emily was patiently explaining to her father precisely why he was starting to look old.
"Well, you have a beard. And glasses and lots of white hairs."
He asked her if I looked old as well.
"Not yet. But Wait!"
She ran in to the bathroom and came out with my bottle of foundation. Which I haven't worn in months. Maybe years.
"Here Mom. If you start to look like Dad, just put on this!"
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