Little White Lie

Richie came in the door just as the episode of Dinosaurs was finishing up. Duncan was busy cleaning up the kitchen and Fiona was still in front of the TV.

“Hey Mac.”

“Hey Rich.”

“Uncle Duncan?”

Fiona’s puzzled voice made Duncan and Richie turn their heads.

“What is it sweetie?” Duncan asked, going over to the slightly distressed five year old.

“The dinos didn’t really die. Right?”

“Ahhh…”

“Well in real life they did. Billions and Billions of years ago. But not the ones on the show no,” Richie cut in.

“Really? So Baby isn’t dead?”

“Nope. It  was supposed to be all a horrible very bad dream that Earl Sinclair was having, but the show got cancelled before that could happen… and isn’t it your bedtime?”

“Yes.”

“Then go on, get your stuff together I will be there in a minute to run the bath. I can read your story to you, because your Uncle Duncan is still cleaning up his mess.”
“Yay! Richie is gonna read me a story!”

As Fiona left, the young Immortal turned to Duncan. “You should get some scotch. You look like you need it.”

“Hahaha very funny,” Duncan said, glaring at the young man. “How did you know what to do?”

“Hey man sometimes it’s all about being quick on your feet,” said Richie, turning and heading to the bathroom to help Fiona with her bath, leaving Duncan staring after him, shaking his head.