I was teaching class this morning when the attic prisoner shot downstairs and began packing his car for the drive north back to school. JT has been a trooper for all of the isolation, never complaining as he stayed up in the attic with his books, movies, and video games. He never developed symptoms and tested negative in two quick successions after the positive test. I am grateful that he wasn’t sick and glad that he gets to return to college life. I gave him a hug and sent him north with his birthday presents - he turns 21 next month. T and I have another week on our quarantine but it was nice for one of us to earn their freedom.
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