Gracious Grace!

“Mum I’m going to be late!” I screamed as I tapped my foot my impatiently. “I’m coming” she replied as she ran out of her room. You see my mum is crazy about shoes and clothes, usually it would be great, but not my mum, she’s crazy about 70’s clothes and really bright and high shoes.
            “Mum, we can’t…you can’t leave like this!” I answered in distraught, she was wearing lime green flared jeans with a loose orange top, not to mention the yellow elevator shoes. “Go back to your room and change.” I cried “Now darling don’t be silly, I would say those jeans are to long and tight and that top is way to short. But do I ask you to change?” I had no time to answer as she kicked me out of the door and locked it.
            In the car I gave mum strict instructions on what not and what to say. She wasn’t allowed to make contact with any of my mates and immediately after the meeting had ended we were going home.
            “Good afternoon miss. and mrs. Pift. Now Sally….

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