I have a secret: sometimes I sneak off to go watch the latest comic book movie by myself. Actually, I’d be happy to do this with the rest of my family, except they don’t like comic book movies. My husband didn’t grow up with comic books, so he thinks watching people in goofy costumes run around pretending to have superpowers is absurd. This is fine with me. I knew this about him before we got married, and I made peace with it long ago. But my eleven-year-old daughter’s indifference sometimes breaks my heart a little. I’ve always done my best
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