“Hi, my girl. I miss you too much. What have you been doing since I’ve been gone?” “I caught a big fish in the pond yesterday. Great-Grandma killed it by slamming it against a tree, and after that, we ate it for dinner. My fish was good.” Esme covered her eyes with a hand. Killed it by slamming it against a tree ... Esme in Accounting would be appalled by this conversation. Not only would she not have a five-year-old daughter out of wedlock, but her daughter wouldn’t be catching her own dinner. There certainly wouldn’t be any killing by slamming anything against a tree.
