Three words.
Three. Little. Words.
Seemingly innocent yet wielding all the power in the universe.
Three words which strike a deep visceral reaction in all who hear them. Which possess the power to bring a strong woman to her knees in seconds. Which, whether tugging on a tightly coiled aversion or igniting a long awaited relief, refuse to be ignored.
Back. To. School.
Did you just shiver like the hyenas in The Lion King when one of ‘em said “Mufasa?”
If not, let me say it again.