“Hi my fwen. An allegy is tintin to move, my fwen. Tint in da move. That means eat the prayer.”

My friend drifted off to play but returned a little later.

“I don’ have wings. Only you have wings, my fwen. Do you have wings?”

“No.”

“My brudda has wings. Now he is flying away. I miss him.” She paused to sadly reflect on this.

“What’s his name?” I asked.

“Kiku. His udda name is Twee. Their names is Twee and this one’s Fwee and his udda name is Kumpinindakooks.”

She walked off again but was back after a few minutes with more facts.

“My doctor says don’t go on airplanes…Where is your baby?”

“I don’t have a baby.” I said.

“Yes you do!”

“I have two big girls and a big boy.”

“Oh. What about your litto big guhl?”

“You must mean my precious girl, Eden. Would you like me to tell you about her?”

“No sank you.” My friend, Eden, replied.