A: "Mom, will you rub my heart for one more minute?"
M: "Sure Goose."
A: "G'G lives there. In my heart. Because she died. I miss her."
M: "I miss her too."
A: "She was nice. Why did she die?"
M: "Well, her body was old and she was sicky."
A: "Wouldn't it be sad if Angie and Stephen died?"
M: "Yes. But Angie and Stephen are young and healthy and they probably won't die soon."
A: Seemingly happy with this. "When we get old and sicky, we are going to die."
A: "Remember how G'G got me my pink phone and keys? That was nice."
M: "I love you, Alice."
A: "I love you, Mommy."