“Daddy?”

“Claire?”

“Mr. Dwight said I’m an abomination.”

“Why would he say that?”

“I touched his bobbleheads.”

“That wasn’t nice, but you shouldn’t touch his things.”

“I know.”

He sighs, stares into her brown eyes. Finally,

“What’re you gonna do about it?”

“I took all of his bobbleheads and replaced them with Barbies.”

“Good girl.”