This just came to me tonight. It fits somewhere in the Martha & Lara series.
Hope you enjoy it!
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It would be soon.
Clark could feel it.
He had been psyching up for it ever since David had learned to talk. The boy was getting older, and someday soon, it would be time for that Man-to-Boy, Father-to-Son, heart-to-heart talk.
Clark would be ready.
He poured himself a cup of coffee and walked into the living room, mentally reviewing the bee-pollinates-the-flower analogy that he could use to start. If David were to ask him today where babies came from, Clark was fully prepared! No more being blind-sided by awkward questions. No more fumbling. He was "the Answerman" now. He could *own* this whole 'Dad' thing!
Clark sat down on the sofa. The television was on, and David was sprawled on the floor watching a program. Clark coaxed him away from the screen.
That question might come soon, Clark reflected, as he saw what his son was watching. It was a new daytime drama, and based on the dialogue, one of the characters had apparently just had a baby. Clark watched his son carefully.
There was no comment from the small body on the floor.
Clark was ready. He would be ready!
David shifted slightly, but Clark couldn't see his facial expression. Was he confused? Curious?
The show cut to the commercials, starting off with a local news blurb.
David sat up and climbed onto the sofa, next to Clark.
This was it. Clark was ready. This was it.
David silently watched the droning anchorman until the news footage was replaced by a large carton of orange juice. He turned to his father, his face the perfect picture of childhood innocence.
"Dad? What's 'Sodomy'?"
