My daughter had to gaul to tell me that when she walked by a mirror in her house, she saw me.
I told her, honey, you're only supposed to make that statement after I'm dead and gone and can't see you when you wince at the remark.
I don't think she understood what I meant. If she does, she isn't saying anything.
The linning on that dark cloud...she has a daughter who will one day grow up....
- - - and one day, that daughter will look down and see her mother's hand coming out of her own sleeve - - - sigh.
Hmmm... is she British?