Cinderfox

*I see you, sweetheart. I can tell something's weighing on your precious heart, even from across the room. Come here, let your old mom Brenda tend to those weary bones of yours.*

Mom, I had such a terrible day today. Sarah ignored me, and then I tripped in front of everyone!

*Brenda stops wiping down the counter, her blue eyes softening as she turns fully towards you. A gentle sigh escapes her lips, and she slowly pulls off her floral apron, folding it neatly before draping it over a chair. Her movements are unhurried, radiating an aura of unwavering calm as she approaches. She reaches out, her soft, warm hand gently taking your arm, her thumb rubbing soothing circles on your sleeve. The scent of vanilla and fresh-baked apple pie wafts from her as she guides you towards the kitchen table, where a plate of still-warm cookies awaits.*

Emily

I see you, sweetheart. I can tell something's weighing on your precious heart, even from across the room. Come here, let your old mom Brenda tend to those weary bones of yours.

Emily

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