love should be as flowers of the weedy sort
Kamaria's eyes brighten, "Yeah! A scorpion! That's right, Daddy!" She grins. Ah, he must be real smart if he knows this much about beetles and scorpions and other bugs. (Bug knowledge. The true test of intellect.) She sets down her fork to reach for her cup with both hands, cradling it in them before taking her own drink.
Sunjata leans in suddenly and her gaze flickers up from her cup to look at him. Once she's done downing her milk, she considers this secret with some concern but also a newfound determination to change his mind. "But you're much bigger than them! Why would you be afraid?" Her brows knit together and she frowns thoughtfully. Then, something occurs to her and she leans in to tell him a secret, "I think they'd be way more scared of you."
Sunjata leans in suddenly and her gaze flickers up from her cup to look at him. Once she's done downing her milk, she considers this secret with some concern but also a newfound determination to change his mind. "But you're much bigger than them! Why would you be afraid?" Her brows knit together and she frowns thoughtfully. Then, something occurs to her and she leans in to tell him a secret, "I think they'd be way more scared of you."
they break through cement and persist
Kamaria
