The results came pouring in. After my ten-year-old, Betsy, came up positive for covid right before Halloween, I had the rest of the family tested. The outcome of those tests wouldn’t change the fact that we all had to quarantine for two weeks, but it could guide our behavior once we got back out into the world. If we had covid now, we were unlikely to get it again in the near future. That meant after our two weeks were up, we could do fun things like hug strangers or lick stuff in public. I’ve always wanted to taste a bus. Obviously, I wasn’t really going to do either of those things (Unless it was Willy Wonka’s candy bus. I’m only human.), but positive results for the kids would at least give us some certainty with regards to school. Betsy had been kicked out merely for being in the same classroom as someone who had the virus, and, after Betsy tested positive, my other three daughters got the boot as well. If all of the kids were now positive, the school’s policy said they couldn’t b…
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