"Yeah, this is my daddy and mommy's room. Come on, I'll show you around," Dylan Grant said, leading the way.
The three children closed the door and played hide-and-seek in their parents' room. After a while, Dorothy Ellsworth picked something up off the floor.
"Is this a balloon?"
Elmer Grant craned his neck over, took the condom, and looked at it again and again. Finally, he reached a conclusion. "This isn't a balloon. See? It says so right here—a condom!"
"Elmer, what's a condom?"
Dylan Grant snatched it from Elmer Grant's hand and tossed it into the trash can. "This is a grown-up thing. Kids like us don't need to know so much about it."
"But I want to know."
"It's a tool to stop people from getting pregnant," Elmer couldn't help but blurt out.
"Then how do grown-ups get pregnant? How are babies made?" Dorothy Ellsworth asked next.
