Mcdonald's Isolation

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My family headed to McDonald's to celebrate a day of hard work, one member short. I hadn’t earned the right for a treat. I profoundly regretted every decision I had made that morning. I had begged and pleaded with my dad, like a madman. None of my best efforts had any effect. It was too late. An afternoon sans McDonalds, at the tender age of 7, seemed harsher than the death sentence. I sat in isolation because I failed to complete a multiplication worksheet given to me by my dad, the day before. I had good reason for my mistake, or so I thought. I tried to complete the assignment for a good portion of the morning, until I became sidetracked in roughhousing with my little brother. The jig was up, my dad entered the room, expecting a finished