Yesterday,as the sun was setting and a cool breeze was blowing in from the West, I decided to start a small fire in my backyard.
My daughter, with her stuffed dog 'Pupper' in her hand, approached.
"Daddy, what are you doing?" she asked.
"Making a fire?" I said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Well," I thought for a second. "I guess it's because I like to burn stuff."
"Why?" she asked.
Again, I thought for a second.
"Because it makes me feel like a man," I said tossing a stick into the fiery embers.
"Oh," she said matter-of-factly. And walked away.
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