My 17-year-old daughter had spent our vacation happily posing for photos. But the moment I tried to post them, she panicked and begged me to stop, and one look at my husband told me there was something I wasn’t supposed to know.
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“Mom, I’m serious. Please don’t.”
Nicole reached across the kitchen island so quickly that I pulled my phone against my chest.
I stared at my 17-year-old daughter.
“Since when do you care what I post?”
Usually, Nicole was the first person to complain if I didn’t upload the pictures where she thought she looked good.
But she wasn’t smiling.