Izzy hesitated, then gave in. "For a little while she did, when I was really tiny," she told her father confidentially, lifting her lemonade glass. The details as to how exactly she made the switch were fuzzy in her mind, so she deemed them insignificant. "She co-owns her own theatre company downtown now. Takes turns directing the shows with some other people, too." A beat passed and she smiled, reflective. "Mama really likes it."
Turning her attention back to the sandwich in front of her, she very sincerely hoped that it hadn't been wrong of her to tell him all that. It was exciting to pass on the news in a way she hadn't anticipated, and it made her feel important and interesting to be the only one that knew.