“My tooth kind of hurts,” Heidi reported this morning when we woke up.
“Uhhhh,” I said. “Should you call the dentist to see if they can get you in?”
“I’d rather have a toothache than have to tell my mother one more time that we’re not coming,” Heidi laughed.
But she was serious— we packed the car and left for Buffalo a few hours later. Fortunately? The tooth wasn’t hurting anymore.
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