My
mom pulled me aside today, looked me dead in the eyes, and asked, “Cammy-“ insert
dramatic pause – “do you do drugs?”
I looked right back at her, pretended to frown with concern, and said, “No. Why
would you think that?”
She smiled and told me that she knew I was a good girl, patted me on the
shoulder, and proceeded to walk in the kitchen.
You can't hide anything for too long. Mothers always know. Always.
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