Thursday, February 19, 2009

Homonyms


“Well…” Jasfoup considered the question. “Take your Aunty Felicia. If she likes someone… I mean really likes someone the way a mummy bear loves a daddy bear, she might send them poetry.”

“Boys don’t read poetry,” said Lucy.

“Some do,” said Jasfoup. “Your Uncle Frederick for one. He wrote books of poetry.”

Lucy frowned. “He died ages ago. Dead people like poems.”

“Aunt Felicia is a special kind of lady, though. She likes girls instead of boys.”

“Uncle Jas.” Lucy reached up and patted his hand. “You’re talking about Sapphistry. I asked you about sophistry. We did lesbians at school.”

6 comments:

Sunny said...

Love Lucy's logics :)

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thank you!

aims said...

Jasfoup stumbling for an explanation? Very cute!

Leatherdykeuk said...

Little girls can be tough inquisitioners!

BT said...

Sometimes Lucy's just a bit too big for her boots!

Leatherdykeuk said...

I concur!