Love, fire, a cough, the itch, and gout are not to be concealed.

Posted in ...What did you just say? by Alice

Theo: ‘Mama…how do you make fire?’

He senses he is about to get a Talking To.

Theo: ‘I mean…how do you make…pretend fire?’

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