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| Honesty |
We have two
delightful grand-daughters. Only
eighteen months apart, they are both friends and sisters. They are so very
different from each other.
"Red Queen" is
studious and an awful liar who always confesses. "Alice" is a butterfly and an unrepentant liar.
That is why this event tickled and surprised us. We had picked the girls up from school and
were driving to their house.
“Grandpa,
you’d better move this big folder here…Why,
honey?.
“Well, if
you don’t, I’ll look at it and it’ll distract me, and then”….Then what?
“Then I’ll
pick it up, and then I’ll open it, and then…Alice,
why are you crying?
“I’ll open
it up, I’ll take out the papers,
I’ll fold them and tear them…” Sweet baby…
She sobbed
more. ”When we get out of the car, you’ll
ask me if I played with your papers, and I’ll say No I Didn’t, and then you
will say Tell The Truth, and then I’ll say I Am Telling The Truth…”
By the time
we walked into the house, Alice was in fully crying mode. “I’ll go to my room…” She stomped up the stairs and we heard the
door slam.
The folder
was intact in the car, with sobs echoing down upon it.
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| The Red Queen of Hearts and Alice |
