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a typical morning.
"Mum - have you got the keys?" Stepping into the kitchen, she rummages through her bag and only finds her copy of the one for the house. With an exasperated sigh, she moves to search the counters and then the little hooks by the door, her mother yelling at her from somewhere else.
"What keys, Donna?"
"The keys to the car!" she whines in response ( Read more... )