Late Sunday evening, the boy was showcasing how acrobatic he can be both on and with the shopping cart, much to our chagrin. At wits end, I look at The Big One and ask, "Shall we all kill each other?" The response came without hesitation, "Yes!"
I have not seen the boy since that evening... no, we have not killed him, we simply deposited him at a safe house run by my folks, his doting grandparents.
It's been quiet.
Way too quiet.
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