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As usual, Anna smiled, letting her mother’s pithy words wash over her. She opened her eyes again at the last statement. ”Just a little,” she agreed. ”But I think that’s mostly me and Mary…Aiden and Becca are much, much too well-behaved.”
“Must be a trait that skipped a generation,” she kid. “Listen, you very well understand that when John has an opinion it is clearly expressed. I think we both are. He doesn’t think highly of us chatting about. I’m having too fun. I mean really! How many chances are offered to you to speak to your daughter this personally!—I don’t know,” she rested her chin on her patella, “Perhaps he thinks differently than what I presume is his opinion.” She flashes her eyelashes, looking around, hoping to jump back into the conversation she had interrupted with that she wanted to share.