"Three more bites," I said. And then I returned to eating and thinking. And soon she pulled me back from my drifting.
"All done, Mama." Had she eaten three bites? Really?
"Yes, three." I didn't believe it.
"Are you fibbing, Natalie?"
"Nooooooo."
"It's not right to fib. Did you really eat three bites?"
"Yyyyyyep!"
I sized her up. She held my gaze. What now?
"You know God watches over us. Right, honey?"
"Yyyyyyep!" She goes to kindergarten at a Methodist church, after all.
"He's always watching us. Always."
She kept her eyes on mine. And then a smile spread across her face.
"I eat one more bite, Mama."
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