"Hey Tay." Zac said, coming in.
Then he noticed the look on his face.
"Tay? What's up?"
There was quiet for a moment.
"I got more photos today." He replied finally.
"From the psychopath?"
Taylor gave him a look.
"What's a psy, psy..."
Taylor and Zac looked around to see the owner of the voice.
"Psychopath." Taylor said. "A psychopath is a crazy person Morgan."
"Oh." She replied.
Then she frowned.
"So, Auntie Babsie is a psy, psy,"
Zac cracked up laughing, and Taylor looked amused.
"No, no is all seriousness, Babsie is not a psychopath. Umm, psychopaths, ahh, they have something wrong with their mind and they do really weird stuff."
"Tay? You are not convincing me that Babsie is not a -" Zac began.
"Babsie is just silly." Taylor continued, interrupting his brother. "She's a silly person, not a psychopath."
"Oh."
"Now listen Morgan." Taylor knelt down to her level. "Sometimes psychopaths are very dangerous. They might try to hurt you, or even kill you ok."
Morgan's eyes widened.
"But that's bad!"
"Yes, yes I know that. But, see, they don't know what they're doing really. Because there's something wrong with their mind, they just can't control themselves ok? They don't know how."
"Oh... but it's still bad!"
"Yes, I know. Listen Morgan, if you ever see a psychopath, I want you to run away. If you ever, ever see anyone who might try to hurt you, I want you to run away and try to get help ok?"
"Ok." Morgan replied solemnly.
"Good. Why don't you go and play?"
"Ok." Morgan was all smiles again and bounded off.
"Very nicely done Tay." Zac said. "But I still think that you'll need to worry about her running off whenever Babsie enters the room."