"Honey, I think it's time..."
Alice, who was reorganizing her closet for the twelfth time that month, paused and stared at her husband.
"Are you sure?"
Jasper nodded slowly. "She's pretty bright for her age, and she's starting to ask questions. She needs to know. "
Alice gave a heavy sigh. "She's only eight, though!"
Jasper raised an eyebrow. "When do
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