the end

9:00 p.m.

Mum came in. “Right, we’re all set—I’ve got them!!”

I said (in a sort of romantic daze), “What have you got, Mutti?”

“I’ve got the tickets for us!”

“Tickets for what?”

“Tickets for New Zealand. When you said you wanted to go, I went and booked them. Dad paid for them and we’re off to Whangamata next week.”

Sacré bloody bleu and merde!!!

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