Dad, we need to talk. It's about the couch.

Jane takes a tentative step into the kitchen.

Jane: Daaaad?

Me: Mmm hmm?

Jane: How do you know if you've broken the couch?

I hesitate to answer. My eyes narrow slightly.

Me: Whyyyyy?

She turns and flees at top speed.

Jane: No reason!

1 comment:

Dave Atkinson said...

Yes, I checked the couch.
No, there was nothing wrong with it.
No, I have not idea why she asked this question.