I’m Not Thinking About The Coronavirus

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Last Thursday, my father and I left the house shortly after five a.m. It was dark, maybe a little cold. We were surprised to see other drivers on the road, but they were probably heading into work. The drive was quiet except for the news on the radio. There was a delay on the GW Bridge, one that I hoped would not hinder me in getting to the hospital on time. And my father missed his turn, so we took a different way to…