Maggie the Knife

Exterior, Day. A small child, aged around five, and his adult neighbor are speaking.

J.D.: Hi, John!

John: Hi, J.D.

J.D.: Where you knife?

John: I don’t have a knife – what are you talking about?

J.D.: You has knife! I jus’ see her yedderday!

John: (Ponders)

J.D.: (Impatient) YOU KNIFE!

John: Oh, do you mean my wife?

J.D.: That what I SAY!

John: She’s in the house.

J.D.: I go dere den. Bye.

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About merseamersea

setter of cryptic crosswords, designer of jewelry, paper and card maker, editor, quilter, embroiderer, cook, avid mystery reader and occasional writer. Find me on Facebook as Maggie-beth Rees Rasor.
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