I thought about mom being an angel and what that would be like. Can't help it. She's gotta be drawn. I pictured mom finally getting her wings and it being a very awkward and difficult (we tried teaching her dancing and it was nearly impossible). It would take her a little while to learn how to fly
properly. All the other angels or whatever would have to shout at her to
stop running in the air, and to just flap her
wings. If she couldn't learn how to text all
these years, she'll probably just end up trying to 'walk' instead. (On
clouds? Sure.)
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