Toa was asking me questions. Many questions. Questions I did not have the answers for.
I told Toa I was going to eat him. ALIVE.
Cannibalism is often my go-to answer.
Toa of Boy ran out of the room.
Toa of the Boy returned, standing in the doorway with his hands behind his back.
"Mommy?" he asked. "Are you still going to eat me?"
I smiled and opened my mouth to answer in the affirmative.....but just then I heard the plastic click-click of a Nerf hand gun being cocked.
I wisely answered that I had changed my mind about eating him.
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