This Generation

Rob braked to a stop at an intersection of two dirt roads in the middle of the woods. He winked at his wife Barb, then turn to the back seat. “This is a game my dad played with me; ‘Do you know where you are and how to get home?’”

Snapping her gum, their daughter Amy made some finger swipes on her phone. She then turned it around and showed him the GPS map.

Rob sighed and turned back around, pausing when he saw Barb biting her lips to keep from laughing.

Making the turn, Rob just shook his head and muttered, “Lousy kids … and their mothers.”

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