Last Two Phone Calls with My Mother

Mom: Hi, how are you?

Me: OK, but busy. Drake and Guppy are pretty demanding lately.

Mom: (starts to talk)

THUNK (Guppy’s large head hitting wood floor, after Drake has shoved him)

Guppy: WAAAAAH! (wail of outrage)

Me, dropping phone: DRAKE!

Pitter, patter (Drake running away)

Me, gritted teeth: Sorry Mom, gotta go. (Hang up)

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