Took the girls to a local park yesterday, and when we got there, there was this little girl, probably 6 or 7, running around playing. As soon as we got there, she told me she was a secret agent. I said, “Not any more, you just told me!
But she said it was okay, she had an alias and her cover was a job at a sandwich shop.
But the thing that struck me the strangest: she was sitting by herself, pouring sand into a bottle, and she says, to nobody in particular,
“There’s trouble in the wizard world.”
It wasn’t an exclamation or rally, it was a calmly-stated observation.
Anyway, while we were there, the wife snapped this winner: