The Five-Year-Old tries to be sneaky, Part Three

Scene: On a cold wintry night not too long ago, Mommyo got into the car where Daddyo and The Five-Year-Old were waiting.

Daddyo: “We were just having a conversation.”

The Five-Year-Old, subtly: “Yeah, we weren’t talking about presents or anything.”

Daddyo face-plants into the steering wheel.

The Five-Year-Old, perplexedly: “Daddyo, why are you laughing?”

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at, or musing about books and the writing life at
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