“Are you alright?” James asked while sitting close to his darling.

“Do I look alright to you?” She moved away from him.


“Is it wrong to show I care?” He moved closer.

“Were you supposed to ask questions you already know the answers to?” She asked and he looked surprised.

“What do you think I should’ve said instead?”

Tone high and firm

“Why do you always want me to put words in your mouth?” she stood up and vibrated. The kids rushed to the closed door and listened, surprised at the new development.

“Why have you turned this difficult Grace?” He stood and walked closer to her.

“Have you ever thought you might be the one reason why life’s so miserable for me and why I’m ‘this difficult’?” She asked and the kids gasped.


“What did you just say to me?”

“What did you hear me say?”

“Would you please repeat your second to the last question?” James moved menacingly towards her.

“Will you answer the question if I repeated it, or hit me?” She asked defiantly.

The kid’s eyes glared.

“Why are you looking at me that way?” James asked.

“What way am I looking at you and what did see me with? Mouth?”

“What’s that in your eye? Anger? Hate?” He asked almost giving in.

“What do you think?”

“What are you…a hawk? .…a tiger or something?”

“Which one do you chose to call me?”

Silence and smiles.

“Where’s everyone?” He asked surrendering.

“Ain’t you breaking the rule of the game? Don’t you know you’re not allowed to change the topic?” Grace asked still strong and ready?.

“Okay, I give in. You won!”

“Yeeeeeeeah! Again! I won! Ten times in a row! I’m on a roll!!” She said jumping up and down like a child.

“Awesome. Now, give yourself a loud applause.” James said and they both laughed and clapped and the kids couldn’t believe their ears.

“A game?” Asked the first kid.

“Looks like it,” said the second.

“It’s just a game?” Asked the third.

“These two grown-ups will never cease to amaze me.” Said the second kid.

“Can’t believe they made us think they’re having a row.” Said the first kid walking back to her room.

“That’s a question game?” Asked the second.

“I guess a conversational question game.” Said the first kid.

“Sure mum invented it.” Said the second kid.

“And dad initiated it.” Said, first kid.

Giggles followed

“They scared the guts out of me though. Happy it’s just a game.” said the second kid relieved.

“Me too.” Said the first kid as both joined them.


Did you know that play can reduce stress in adults?

Get a little childish play daily.

Just a little will do.


Mondays are poetic on Fiez. My apologies – I couldn’t post one today due to reason beyond my control. Visit next Monday for an interesting oneπŸ’–.