Maddie is intense. Especially when she’s frustrated. By Jacob. Destroying the play things she spent time arranging in the most intricate ways. She clenches her teeth and tightens every muscle in her body. Then she reaches out for Jacobs hand and takes a tight hold and squeezes or shakes it or leads him in a not so friendly way to wherever she wants him to go speaking in a regular volume but she is so intense that her head and shoulders shake as she moves her face within millimeters or Jacobs face.
Right now they are upstairs in the playroom. This is all I need to see. Nothing. I can hear it all. I holler up the stairs with a vision clear as day what is happening on the next level up.
“Maddie. Are you being nice?”
Pause while she thinks.
“Well Jacob was just –“ I interrupt.
“Maddie. I asked you a question. Are YOU being NICE?”
Pause.
“Jacob says ‘No.’”
“Okay then. Let’s do better.”
With a voice of resignation, “Okay.”
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