Love

I was telling Linnae that she should always love children and be kind to them when she is a grown-up. I repeated what my grandmother used to tell me, that ‘you haven’t been loved til you’ve been loved by a child’ and told her she should always remember that.

Linnae replied, exasperated, “You don’t need to tell me that. I already know ALL about love.”

I said, indulgently, “you do, do you?”

“Of course I do, I’ve been loved by you.”

Snurfle.

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