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Talking with Teenager, or Not
polydad
Day started out well, then took Zack to his first Japanese class of the semester. It's a half hour drive, and trying to have a conversation with him was like trying to pull teeth using feathers as chopsticks. He didn't want to say *anything* about *anything.* Is this just part of being sixteen, or more of Mommy's poison?

Aargh.