“WTF, Ethan?! How fast were you going?” Justin demanded from across the kitchen.
“Thirty, maybe,” Ethan said, shrugging his shoulders.
“Holy sh**, that’s a school zone! What were you thinking?”
My wife and I, who were watching with great interest, exchanged surprised glances. Justin, who was himself a teenager, was upset with Ethan for speeding in a school zone? Something was up. But, before Ethan could draw breath...
“You weren’t going 30!” Justin exclaimed. “The only person that’s allowed to go 30 in a school zone is me!”
Ah, there it is.
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