“Mommy, why is there glass in front of the TV?”
“It’s to keep the little people inside,” she answered sagely, amusing herself.
“Oh. What would happen if they got out?”
“They’re very bad people,” she told him. “That’s why they have to stay in there and put on shows for everyone.”
“Oh.” He stared at the screen, wide-eyed.
Later, he was playing Inside Frisbee with his friend Jaron. They weren’t supposed to play it anymore. The Frisbee hit the TV and there was a sharp cracking sound.
“Uh-oh,” he said, as the smoke coiled. “Mommy!”
But it was too late.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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