Act one – too early

I was driving recently with my four year old and we passed a cemetery. I casually mentioned that we should go investigate one soon, which he agreed. We like adventures and exploring.

HIM. There’s dead people in there, right?
ME. Yes.
HIM. They’re buried in the ground?
ME. Yes.
HIM. How far down? Can they grab you?
ME. No, dead bodies and skeletons don’t grab you unless there’s a sorcerer around, and there aren’t any around here. We should go look for grandpa’s mom and dad. I know where their grave is.
HIM. I don’t know anyone who’s dead.
ME. You will.
HIM. How?
ME. Well grandma and grandpa aren’t doing that well. Everybody dies sometime.
HIM. What?!!
ME. Everybody dies. I’m going to die. You’re going to die. Everyone.
HIM. (burst of tears and sobbing) I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. Dying is so stupid!...