This morning (all right, it may have been slightly after morning, but I'm writing this story and I get artistic authority to alter small details) Anna woke me with a stricken look on her face.
Anna: So I was taking out the garbage and I found maggots on the porch, so I went on a cleaning purge and got rid of them. And for the last hour, there have been these two bottle green flies buzzing in circles around the porch where the garbage was...
Pause, in which Anna's face becomes more and more guilt-stricken
Anna: And I feel terrible, because it made me realize even a maggot has a mother!!
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