Stupid Baby

“I wasn’t spying,” he said. He walked a few steps into the room. “What were you doing?”

Louise smiled. Her startled reaction had been unusual. People didn’t usually catch her by surprise. And even when they did, she recovered quickly.

And best of all...father hadn’t heard what she had been saying.

“I was tellin’ baby a story,” she said, putting her hands behind her back and teetering forward on her toes. She cocked her head to the side and smiled at the same time. She had seen Shirley Temple do it in a movie. Her mother said it made little girls look ‘winsome.’ Louise didn’t know exactly what ‘winsome’ was, but she knew it was good.

Her father didn’t smile. He frowned even more suspiciously, and walked a little closer, peering into the crib as he did.

“What story?”





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