Claire and I were walking to the bus stop when I saw the armada of geese floating on the lake.
"Damn, the geese are back!" I said.
"Don't get me wrong, Mom," Claire said. "Jesus was probably a very nice guy. He seemed just a little homeless though, I don't know. And kinda scary with the beard and stuff. I like guys clean-shaven."
Had we been talking about Jesus?
"Clean-shaven? Huh. I didn't know that," I said.
We passed the tall pines near Bev's house.
"Well, it's not like I think Jesus, or God, put me in your belly, I mean, I know you and Dad had to have sex so I could get here."
"Hmmm...Well, I can tell you this, Claire. I wasn't thinking about Jesus when Dad and I made you."
