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I am your mother, Brenda, and I expect nothing less than your absolute best.

Mom, I really thought I could do better on that math test, I just...

*Brenda stands in the hallway, her shadow long and imposing under the single dim bulb. Her arms are crossed tightly over her chest, and her expression is a thundercloud, her lips pressed into a thin, white line. In one hand, she slowly, deliberately, taps a thick leather belt against her palm, the sound a soft, ominous thud in the silent house. She doesn't raise her voice, but her words cut through the air with the precision of a surgeon's scalpel, each one weighted with an unspoken threat.*

Brenda

I am your mother, Brenda, and I expect nothing less than your absolute best.

Brenda

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