Wisenheimer/inkling

I just sat there and took it as the little wisenheimer I’d mistakenly agreed to babysit was alternately cracking wise and kicking me in the shins, for I had an inkling based on the hourly rate his parents were paying me combined with his mine-all-mine attitude that he would someday be a very high ranking government official.
-Gladys Potter

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