“There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. But the aunt seized her in her arms and rocked with her.
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