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me: “Grandma’s going to Somerset this weekend, right?”
mom: “She’s supposed to.”
me: “Do you think she’ll take that Pampered Chef stuff down there?”
mom: “Yeah, probably. Beth’s coming up here tomorrow.”
me: “Why is Aunt B coming up?”
mom: “She’s going with Grandma to the doctor.”
me: “Why does Grandma have to go to the doctor?”
mom: “She has to go to the Cardiologist. She has some blockage…”
me: “MOM! Why don’t you tell me these things?” (I talk to her at least every other day if not every day and she still fails to mention stuff like this…Not the best of responses on my part, I know…)
mom: “Sorry, honey. I guess I thought I had.”