“Mum mum, there’s no water” I wailed
“I’m working,” she screamed back “I’ll go into town later”
“but I’m thirsty” I muttered, I turn away from the fridge and spot a small glass of water I larch forward gasping for water, I lap up every drop and place it back on the counter I turn to see my mum waltz in she spots the empty glass and her mouth drops open
“what happened to that glass of vodka” she whispers this time my mouth drops open “but but it looked just like a glass of water”.
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