Playful, elegant, and not above the judicious use of the word “shit."

The Princess Computer

This was Leta’s big Christmas present, something she had begged for all year long. We hid it in the hall closet and then sent her on a scavenger hunt to find clues to its location, a tradition carried over from my own childhood. At the end of her five-clue, four-room hunt when she saw the pink box sitting on the floor of the closet she screamed, “Santa sure is a good hider!” Hummph, Santa. Sure, give him all the credit for staying up late, penning those clues and figuring out hiding places. DID SANTA CARRY YOU IN HIS WOMB? I DIDN’T THINK SO.

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