“I know a bad word, Mommy,” Klara announced mysteriously.
“What is it?” I asked, thinking “I’ll murder everybody at that school is this why I’m paying for a religious school dirty rotten bastards.”
“I can’t tell you,” she said. “It’s bad.”
“It’s OK,” I said. “You can tell me.”
“Pathetic!” she said with a shy giggle.
“Yeah, that’s a bad one,” I said, cancelling my plans for a mass murder at school.
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