If you want anything else, dream on, you'll find it in the trash can!
"No. She said to take good care of yourself and not to cause trouble everywhere." Sylvia Lane said hesitantly.
"Oh." Maeve Lane's eyes dimmed for a moment, "Is Mom in good health?"
"Yes, Mom is in great health!"
So, you don't need to go home to see her!
"As long as she's healthy." Maeve put the cookies into her backpack on the side, "Is she not having headaches anymore?"
"No more headaches." Sylvia added with embellishment, "Last time Dad heard you talking to Mom on the phone and got really angry. They had a fight on the spot, and she had headaches for a long time after that. Now her relationship with Dad is quite good, so naturally, her health improved with her mood."
"Really?" There was a slight bruise under Maeve's eyes, making it seem like she didn't sleep well last night.
"Yeah, yeah."
She wasn't sure when it started, but her existence seemed redundant.
