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| The man sat on the edge growled "So you think I'm going to, Win, well I won't. And you can't make me."
Win looked up from her prone position on the bed. "You sound like a stroppy eight-year-old. Still, she's your mother. Karren will be disappointed though, she's got her granny a plant."
Win started to get up "beside it is mother's day."
He watched as she took longer than necessary to pick out some clothes then resignedly said "all right I'm going to."
Win smiling "yes you are."