Stupid Baby

She leaned over the crib, peering in, and smiled maliciously.

“I’m going to step on your head,” she whispered. “I’m going to crush your skull an’ pull out your intestines. I’m going to jump rope with them. Then I’m gonna throw you in front of a truck an’ let it run over you again and again. Then I’ll...I’ll throw you in boiling water. Then I’m going to cut you up in little pieces--”



She jumped, whirling around with a guilty expression. Her father was standing in the doorway, staring at her suspiciously.

“Spy!” she blurted before she could stop it.

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