On Saturday, before Marcus's sleepover party mentioned in the previous post, G told M that Marcus does in fact visit Italy under the cover of darkness. This left me speechless for a moment.
Me: "You believed him then?"
G nods sheepishly.
Me: "Then why did you argue with him?"
G looked at the floor and half-shrugged.
Me, shakes head.
Okay, so he probably does have an imagination somewhere in there yet. Perhaps it's the dynamic of a threesome: if two agree, then one is left to explore the opposing side. Because, surely, agreement between the three would leave the Universe lopsided and THEN where would we be?
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