Nanowrimo

This is the only piece of my novel that anyone will ever read. Enjoy.


Nada addressed Tim, “Has Sammy done his homework?”
“Done, reviewed, and pack up in his bookbag. Did we do homework when we were in kindergarten?
“Your mother told me that in kindergarten you mostly ate paste.”
“Made me the man I am today.”
“Daddy, you’re weird.”
“Why, thank you Esme. You’re pretty strange yourself.”