A young girl approached her mother with a curious expression, eager to share a secret. “Mummy, when you were away at work, a strange lady came around,” she began. Her mother, preoccupied, dismissed her, saying, “Not now, wait until Daddy gets home.”
When Daddy arrived, Mummy prompted the little girl to continue her story. “Now dear, what were you saying about Daddy and the strange lady?” The little girl hesitated for a moment before launching into her tale.
“Daddy told me to stay downstairs, but I followed them without him seeing me. I saw them hugging and kissing at the top of the stairs.” Mummy’s expression changed from indifference to intrigue. “Go on,” she encouraged.
The little girl continued, “They went into your bedroom and shut the door, but I looked through the keyhole.” Mummy’s tone turned sly. “Clever girl, what did you see?” The little girl recounted the events, describing the couple’s intimate moments in innocent detail.
Mummy’s reaction was unexpected. Instead of shock or anger, she seemed almost amused. “And then what happened?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity. The little girl concluded her story with a confident declaration.
Her words hung in the air, and the room fell silent. Mummy’s enigmatic smile spoke volumes, leaving the little girl unaware of the complexities of adult relationships. The scene was set for a dramatic unfolding, one that would reveal more about Mummy’s intentions than the little girl’s innocent revelation.
