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March 21, 2007

From The Comments: Tony

"Ima tell you secret," he declares, his wet little hands tugging at my arm. I squat beside him, and he pulls my head close. "Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh," he whispers, not understanding that secrets are, by their nature, betrayals. He is still pure and wise, aware that the best way to keep a secret is never to share it. So he shh-shhushes my ear, and when he is done he beams at me. I kiss his cool fat cheek, and he toddles away. He stops in the doorway, and turns, and smiles. "Told you a secret," he says. And I think he did.

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