Expert Opinion

So we're driving home when I realize I've forgotten tortillas. 

"Well…rats," I say. 

"What, Daddy?" asks the senator from the back seat. 

"Oh, nothing, punkin," I say. "Just…well, I kinda screwed up what I bought for dinner." 

She's silent for a few seconds, considering. Then with the sagacity gained during her four and a half years on this planet, she says, "No…no, I like what we bought." 

Well. Okay then.

(And she ate every bite.)

 

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Writer of comics and books and stuff.
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