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it began with a jokey comment made by a five-year old anthony to marty in front of me. he leaned in on her and intentionally said loud enough for me to hear ...
ANTHONY
i love you more than i love daddy.
MARTY
well yes, that is true right now but it will change soon enough.
ANTHONY (perplexed anthony raised up)
what?
MARTY (without looking away from her paper)
there will come a time when you will look to dad to teach you how to be a man and when that happens, he will become more important in your life.
ANTHONY
and you can't tell me how to be a man?
MARTY
well no, i can't because i'm not a man. i'm a woman. it's my job to teach bella how to be a woman. what i can teach you is how to be a man that women would want to be with. but it's your dad's job to teach you how to be a man.
without even throwing a brotherly or conspiratorial nod my way given this newfound bond between us, anthony turned and walked off calling for his ten year old sister.
ANTHONY
bella? bella? where are you bella?
BELLA (calling back)
i'm in the kitchen anthony. what do you want?
ANTHONY (yelling out as he walks towards the kitchen)
bella, did you know mom is going to teach you how to be a woman ... and dad is going to teach me how to be a man?
MARTY (to me)
that sounded a lot more innocent when it came out of my mouth.
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