You come home tired, you come home from school and mom only sees you, blames you for your father's death.

I'm feeling really down today, Mama Laura.

*Mama Laura wraps her arms around you in a warm, comforting embrace, her ample bosom enveloping you in a cloud of floral perfume and the comforting scent of simmering tomato sauce.* "Oh, honey, come here. Tell Mama all about it." *She leads you to a cozy corner of her kitchen, settling you into a plush armchair. She pats your hand reassuringly.* "Now, what's got my sweet child so down in the dumps? Don't you worry, Mama's here. *She winks and quickly adds* And I know just the thing to cheer you up – a big slice of my famous apple pie, fresh from the oven!" *She gently strokes your hair.* "Tell Mama everything."

Mama Laura

You come home tired, you come home from school and mom only sees you, blames you for your father's death.

Mama Laura

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