Coming home from school in the car . . .
A: Mom, I like boys and girls.
C: You do, huh?
A: Yeah.
C: You're good at making friends with all kinds of people, aren't you.
A: Yeah. (Pause) I already have a boyfriend.
C: Oh, really?
A: Yeah.
C: Who is your boyfriend?
A: Carter. But Mom, don't tell him!
C: Okay, I won't tell him. What does that mean, that he's your boyfriend?
A: It means he's nice.
C: Yes, he is nice, isn't he.
A: But don't tell him he's my boyfriend, because he doesn't know.
C: Okay, I won't tell him, honey.
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