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Darling

Is there anything left to say at all. Windows open shutters drawn I swear I'm not lying to you. Breakfast is ready downstairs. I sprinkled the slightest bit of sugar onto your oats. Does that please you, darling? Or shall I run to the store for cereal instead. But, laugh please, Mother likes to see you smile. Darling, I darned the socks for your uniform. Are you very satisfied or shall I buy a new pair? I never got to patching the knees in your nightgown But I'll leave that for another day. And he'll wait until then if he really cares. And, he does really care, darling, he does. Why I'd never tire of caring for you. Shall I fetch your favorite toy and swaddle you in love, now don't you move. After all, I am your darling mother and you ought to mind me. Now really, I am not in a trifling mood. It's alright, darling, don't cry. We'll buy a pound of cake and liquor and never quarrel. I don't believe I closed the garage door, did you, my very own darling? No, you mustn't test me, not when I'm in this sort of fancy. No, darling, I'm not obsessed, simply enamored. Yes, dear, give mother a hug. No, darling, don't fight me, I know what's best for you. I know exactly what I'm doing! No, darling, Daddy had to go away, don't ask again, I'd rather not… Please, darling, don't laugh at me. I know exactly what I'm doing, darling, yes exactly what I need to do.

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