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“A secret code?” Phillip gasped. “Tell me.” She leaned forward, looking him straight in the eye, and said, “Olive juice.” David snorted when Phillip glanced at him, bewildered, before he looked back at their daughter. “Olive juice,” he said slowly. “Of course, because that means….” Alice laughed. “Silly Papa. It means I love you. Because it sounds the same.” “Only when you whisper it,” David reminded her. “Oh,” she said. “I forgot.” She leaned forward, her forehead pressed against Phillip’s, and she whispered, “Olive juice.” Phillip grinned and whispered back, “Olive juice too.” — T.J. Klune
A secret code?” Phillip gasped. “Tell me.”
She leaned forward, looking him straight in the eye, and said, “Olive juice.”
David snorted when Phillip glanced at him, bewildered, before he looked back at their daughter. “Olive juice,” he said slowly. “Of course, because that means….”
Alice laughed. “Silly Papa. It means I love you. Because it sounds the same.”
“Only when you whisper it,” David reminded her.
“Oh,” she said. “I forgot.” She leaned forward, her forehead pressed against Phillip’s, and she whispered, “Olive juice.”
Phillip grinned and whispered back, “Olive juice too.