”Have you spoken to her?”
The two parent were wispering to each other so that their daughter wouldn’t hear. Father glanced over at the daughter. No, she didn’t seem to have heard. She seemed busy trying to fish out her left eye from the bowl of cornflakes in front of her. The father leaned over, took the spoon from his daughters remaining hand and fished out the eye and gave it to her
”Now, put that in place and don’t drop it again. If you loose it you won’t get a new one you know.”
The mother gave the father the evil eye, and in a state of more or less fear for what she would do to him if he didn’t inform their mutual daughter of the state of life and what’s beyond that, he cleared his throat.
”Hrmmm … HRMMMM…”
”Go on, you promised” the mother whispered.