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‘But how will I know’.

I looked into her wondrous yet innocent eyes, so many questions for one so young. Not that I expected her not to have questions, it was just the nature of the questions, the depth with which she foraged. If I was honest I didn’t really know how to answer that question. There were so many ways in which I could lean my reply, yet I didn’t want to inhibit her possibilities.

I cast my eyes to the ground, hers followed. The birds continuing to gather, ‘You will just know’. I knew it was a blanket answer, but it the safest answer, for now…