“No, Mom, I wasn’t sacked. The café closed. I’m working again now, remember?”
“Mom, you make beautiful scones. I just find that Auntie Sue’s recipe is faster when I’m in a rush.”
“I do change the sheets and towels every week, Mom. Why did you tell Grandma that I don’t?”
“Don’t you like the fragrance of curry in my kitchen, Mom? I do. It’s fun grinding the spices.”
“I know Megan’s kids are doing well at their music lessons. It’s great, isn’t it? They are gifted. Maybe you’d like to see Davy’s soccer match one Saturday?”
“I love you, Mom.”
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