Ma throws stuff into the Ninja: strawberries, pineapple, dates, ice cubes . Like a smoothie will make everything better. Mimi scowls
“Ma. Talk to her.” Mimi throws herself into a chair, crosses her arms. “Please. It’s — it’s not normal.”
Ma is busy at the freezer, so Mimi can’t see her face. “It’s only the first day, Mimi. I’m sure it’ll get better.”
“How can it? Everyone thinks she’s — I mean, it’s just — mortifying. She shows up with that awful trench coat and school supplies from the 1950s. I bought her stuff, why can’t she just use it and look regular, at least?”
Ma throws stuff into the Ninja: strawberries, pineapple, dates, ice cubes . Like a smoothie will make everything better. Mimi scowls.
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