Hey, Lady

July 30, 2022 ~ Clarissa

I went to Klara’s room at midnight to tuck her in. She sat up in bed and mumbled in her sleep, “Hey, you lady, whatever your name might be.” I was very heartened by the correctness of her grammar at this late hour.

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