SILVER: Pop, I’m getting tired. It’s late. We’ve been walking forever. Can we please go home?
ME: What? But it’s so nice out. Don’t you just love being outside in the cool air? Surrounded by all these vibrant colours?
SILVER: Pop, does this have anything to do with the fact that you just
spent a few hours watching a Paranormal Activity marathon? And you might
be a tad afraid to be home alone right now?
ME: Of course not. I just decided it was time that we spent more time outside.
SILVER: Right. Of course you decided to do this only after the bedroom
door closed. Which happened because you left the window open and the
wind blew it shut. And while you meant to say “Come on, Silver. Let’s go
for a walk.”, it came out as “Aaaahhh!!!! Demon!!!!! Let’s get out of
here!!!!!” Which you shrieked as you threw me over your shoulder and ran
for the car.
ME: I remember it different.
SILVER: Pop, the
condo is not haunted. There are no, ghosts, demons, witches or goblins.
And before I hop up on the bed tonight, I will make sure there are no
monsters under there. Deal? Now, let’s go home!
ME: Okay…. But first let’s swing by the dog park. They lock it at night so we’ll have to climb the fence to get in.
SILVER: We’re homeless now, aren’t we?
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