Saturday, January 03, 2009

Our most profound conversations

seem to happen in the car.

Trevor said to me and his dad, "Hey, will you guys die before me?"

Probably, we said. But, you don't need to worry about that now.

"Will you guys ever go to jail? OH, just tell them you didn't do it! BUT, DON'T LIE!" he said the last sentence in a bursty sort of urgent way.

We told him not to worry about jail because we try to obey the law and stuff.

Then, we asked what made him think to ask these things now. Surely something prompted it, right?

I guess not. His answer was a non-chalant, "I don't know."

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