One morning, I woke up, made a quick cup of coffee, and wandered upstairs and watched my mom get ready for her day's errands. She was dressed already (slacks, sequined sweater, light silk scarf around her neck), had her ubiquitous two curlers in the back of her head, and was applying her makeup.
I was sitting on the edge of the tub chatting about random stuff when she looked at me in the mirror, and interrupted, "Will you put some eyeliner or something on? I can barely see your eyes."
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