"Linda, what are you doing in here?" a voice asked, entering the room. It was Sally.
"Stop it!!" She said. "Stop acting like an adult."
"What?" Sally said, mystified. The little girl moved toward Linda and put a hand on her shoulder. "What's wrong, sweetie?"
"You aren't my mother...you aren't even old enough to know where babies come from!" Linda said.
Sally strained, the limits of her little girl knowledge pushed by the question.
Finally, Linda, who was an adult, grabbed the comparatively tiny Sally, lifting her up into her arms. "I am the adult...you are the child!!" She screamed into Sally's face.
