Lies Cubby tells
Pudding is a mostly truthful person. She has told a couple of lies, so we know she can lie, but she just doesn’t seem to see the value in untruths. Perhaps that is another hidden virtue of her autism diagnosis.
Cubby, on the other hand, just loves to lie. In fact, he rarely tells the truth. For the most part, they are so outlandish that we aren’t fooled for a moment. Here are just a few examples:
I speak Polish.
I’m a Chinese person.
Pudding hit me. (She wasn’t even at home).
I have a baby in my tummy.
Mummy, do you remember when the elephant squashed me?
I fell down underneath a elevator.
I just got back from holiday in Cape Town (we’ve never been).
I killed Mummy.
Daddy is NOT Batman! (This may be true).
I don’t want chips. (Spoken with chips in his mouth).
So, just suppose there were some Oreo-style cookies, and Cubby walked in with this face, you might have known better than to ask him if he’d eaten said cookies:
Don’t worry, he assured me he hadn’t touched them. And he has such honest eyes!
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