Happy Mother’s Evening

Sheila blinked as she awoke. The clock said six o’clock. Why wasn’t she tired?

Her husband and two daughters rushed in. “Happy Mother’s Day!” they shouted. “We brought you supper in bed!”

“Supper?”

“It’s six PM. We wanted to be original,” said her husband, brandishing a bottle of sleeping pills.

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