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A Serious Chat with Mom
Rivkah sprang to answer the telephone.
'Darling, How are you? This is Mommy.'
'Oh Mommy,' Rivkah said crying, 'I'm having a bad day. The baby won't eat and the washing machine won't work. I've sprained my ankle and I'm hobbling around. On top of all this, the house is a mess and I'm supposed to have the Minkys and the Rokens for dinner tonight. I haven't even had a chance to go shopping.'
The voice on the other end said in sympathy, 'Darling, let Mommy handle it. Sit down, relax and close your eyes. I'll be over in half an hour. I'll do your shopping, tidy up the house and cook your dinner. I'll feed the baby and I'll call an engineer I know who'll fix your washing machine. Now stop crying. I'll even call your husband David at the office and tell him he should come home to help out for once.'
'David?' said Rivkah. 'Who's David?'
'Why, David 's your husband....Is this 555-3749?'
'No, this is 555-3747.'
'Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I dialled the wrong number.'
There was a short pause, then Rivkah said, 'Does this mean you're not coming over?'
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