human
You shall have a happy childhood, I vowed,
gpt
When I was a little baby. She listened gravely, contrasting her ignorance at two with her wisdom at five.
human
Was I cute, Daddy? Did you like me then?
gpt
Flag Day, and took pride in the fact that her grand-sire was a soldier. Each year she called for her flag and asked to be taken to the cemetery to see the decorations and to hear the bugles blow above the graves, and I always complied; although to me, each year, a more poignant pathos quavered in the wailing cadence of
human
Lights out,