"Who put what there?" I asked.
"Who put the heart there?" He pointed at his chest in a rapid staccato.
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Oh, jeez, what should I say? God? His parents?
"Well, that's a good question," I said, and he agreed. Luckily, he dropped it after that, seemingly okay with this particular unknown.
We sat in a sweet, calm silence.
"Today was a good day," he said.
"Yes," I replied.
"I am a good boy. You like to be with me. It's a present."
"Yes," I replied, smiling.
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