My dad used to live out by Walnut Woods State Park in Des Moines. Many times Zac and I would be driving the roads alone. One night, as we drove with woods flanking each side of the road, a cat ran in front of the car and we hit it. I had never hit an animal before and I didn't know what to say to Zac. I kinda hoped he wouldn't notice. The car was silent until his little voice said, "Mommy, did we hit the monkey?"
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