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Along with the Thunder

With the thunder comes mom's ace in the hole which travels at the speed of light, and thus the sparks in mother’s eyes, an early plus, premonitory sign, impending fuss. Soon we'll consume her verbal casserole - reveal, restrict, repair - regain control.

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