A woman engages in an extramarital affair during the day while her husband is away at work. Unexpectedly, her 9-year-old son arrives home and discovers them. Seeking to witness the situation unfold, the boy hides in the bedroom closet. Unaware of the boy’s presence, the woman hastily hides her lover in the same closet.
Inside the closet, the boy breaks the silence, remarking, “It’s dark in here.”
The man, realizing the boy’s presence, responds, “Indeed, it is.”
The boy seizes the opportunity and initiates a conversation, saying, “I have a baseball.”
Showing casual interest, the man replies, “That’s nice.”
Testing the waters, the boy proposes, “Want to buy it?”
Politely declining, the man answers, “No, thanks.”
Undeterred, the boy tries a different approach, sharing, “My dad is outside.”
Curiosity piqued, the man inquires, “Okay, how much?”
The boy suggests, “How about $250?”
In the following weeks, a similar situation arises, with the boy and the lover finding themselves together in the closet again.
Observing the darkness, the boy comments, “It’s dark in here.”
Acknowledging the circumstance, the man concurs, “Yes, it is.”
Remembering their previous encounter, the lover cautiously asks, “What do you have this time?”
Confidently, the boy responds, “I have a baseball glove.”
Recalling the arrangement, the lover negotiates, “How much this time?”
Without hesitation, the boy suggests, “$750?”
Agreeing to the proposition, the man responds, “Fine.”
Several days later, the father approaches his son, suggesting, “Grab your glove, let’s go outside and have a game of catch.”
The boy delivers an unexpected reply, saying, “I can’t, I sold my baseball and my glove.”
Perplexed, the father questions, “How much did you sell them for?”
The boy confesses, “I sold them for $1,000.”
Appalled by the excessive price, the father scolds, “That’s terrible, overcharging your friends like that… that is way more than those two things are worth.”
Determined to teach a lesson, the father decides, “I’m going to take you to church and make you confess.”
They arrive at the church, and the father guides the little boy to the confession booth, closing the door behind him.
Seated inside, the boy hesitates briefly before uttering, “It’s dark in here.”
Annoyed by the familiar remark, the priest responds sternly, “Don’t start that nonsense again.”
