Ah, yes, the whole “get downstairs and clean up before everyone else comes down and pretend to be normal when they do” thing.
And then the yew tree suspiciously being Exactly Where It’s Supposed To Be.
It was totally a dream the night before, except for the tree needles all over the bedroom floor because of course there are. Because wind.
Of course the mom does come down for breakfast. And more of the “yeah, you totally heard the wind last night.”
So, apparently the mom’s really sick, and right now it’s at the point of being “it’s serious cancer but we’re not actually going to say serious cancer yet.”
Oh, fun. The grandma’s coming over. And apparently she’s one of those strict and judgemental grandmas.
“It’s only gonna be for a few nights.” Yeah, sure it’s “just a few nights” when things are this bad.
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