I walked in to the giant house. Right then, some lady came up and hugged me. I didn’t want to be rude, but I had no idea who she could possibly be. She asked if I remembered her, and I didn’t, but what was I supposed to say? I guess she could tell that I thought she was weird, and I didn’t know who she was, because she said, “I’m John’s mother.” Okay, that’s good to know, too bad I haven’t got the slightest idea who John is. “Who’s John?” I tried to sound polite, but how can you be polite when some lady that you don’t know is right there hugging you? “Oh, he is, he is this boy, oh, he’s not here, but you know him right? That boy, that one, with the, the brown hair, and the red shirt, oh, but he is not here right now…” What? How could she have expected me to know who ‘the boy with the brown hair and the red shirt’ is, for all I know, he’s my brother! Well, anyways, she kept describing John to me, and I still had no clue who he was, but after hours of talking to her, she spotted someone else…..

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