(scene opens in mini-van in the rain)
Delta: Mommy? Are you going to tell me a secret?
Me: What? (laughs in mom) No. I don’t have any secrets.
Delta: (incredulous) You’re not going to tell me secrets about love?
Me: What?! (scrambles) Uh…you can’t make people love you.
Delta: (dismissively) I already knew that. I want a different secret.
Me: (panicky) I don’t know how to explain this to a five year old. Uh…well…someone’s love won’t complete you. You have to be a whole person all by yourself.
Delta: That’s a good secret.
(ten minutes drive in silence, split screen between confused Carrot and contemplative Delta)
(pulls up in front of school, Carrot hops out to unbuckle Delta)
Dela: People forget the secrets their family tells them. I sometimes forget.
Me: (uneasy) It’s okay to forget sometimes.
Teacher: (walks up with digital thermometer for daily check) Looks like you’re good to go, buddy! Ready for a new day of kindergarden?
Delta: No. (walks slowly inside)
Me: (drives home in WTF)