I was in the kitchen, listlessly puttering around and preparing dinner. Shan walked in and noticed my sluggish demeanor.
Shan: “What is wrong with my mommy today?”
Mom: “Oh, I had one of those ‘sit in the bathroom and cry because someone hurt my feelings’ kind of days today.”
Shan: “Who is it, where can I find them and can I hurt them badly? NOBODY makes my mom cry except me!”
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