When: Last night at dinner
Where: Our abode
The conversation:
“What’s that?” Savannah inquires as she dangles a long stringy onion on the tip of her finger.
“An onion,” Daddy plainly replies.
“An onion?” Savannah echoes.
“Yes, an onion. Try it, you will like it.” he persuades.
A bite is taken and the parents wait with anticipation for the child’s reaction.
“Mmmm, that’s good.” Savannah begins and the parents sigh with relief and gently smile. Then she continues, “It looks like a tapeworm. I like it!”
And then the parents watched with a touch of nausea as she devoured her invertebrate
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