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“Wait, wait.” I shook my head. “Let me get this straight. Are you telling me she has no mother?”
“She has no mother,” Madeline nodded.
“No father?” I asked, incredulous.
“No father.”
“No sister? No brother?”
“Look,” Madeline said. “I’m telling you, she is an orphan girl.”
"Huh." I scratched my head. "And I thought I had problems."
2 comments:
Even if this were a completely made up exchange, it would be funny. As it is entirely true, I laugh even harder.
Man, your mama's chin is going to be on the floor when I whip out my guitar(!) and start in on Green Pastures. I got the harmony, no worries.
Emmylou Harris = Bright Eyes.
That's it.
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