Prompt: Tough Love
Source: oxymoronlist.com
Response:
I braced myself. She was in one of her moods, swinging things and singing raucously. She stared me down with wildly focused eyes. I gulped and swallowed what she gave me, clenching my teeth to keep from retching. I smiled and she beamed. Mother was always so simple – if difficult – to please on baking day.
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