The Beastly Mother and Her Two Children

Olive had to force herself not to say, In my day, we thanked people who sent us gifts. Then she said to Theodore, Remember that truck? The child shrugged one shoulder and turned away. But little Henry suddenly wiggled out of his father's lap and dragged his new scarf across the floor to Olive. Christopher was talking to her alone. He spoke a great deal about his podiatry practice. She didn't care what he talked about; this was all she wanted.