While Ann was getting dressed, my assistant called to say he was at the door. My mind was finally at rest. My princess was safe, even if I wasn't there to protect her.I gave him a few instructions, then told Ann to let him in. It was even good they were staying, the guest room had never been used since I'd moved in.After making sure Ann was safe, I decided to call my big princess, my not-so-little mom. I mean, she’s just a girl, according to her.Me: (After five rings) "Hi, Mom. What’s up?"Mom: "Hi, baby. I’m praying. I’ll call you back."Me: "Where are you praying?"Mom: "I’m in church. I’ll call you, please."Me: "Mom, which church? I want to pray, too."Mom: "Well, um… it’s inside the house. Oh, no, I mean behind the street."Me: "Okay, what’s the name of the street?"Mom: "St. John's. No, St. Augustine. No, I mean St…"Me: "Hey, hey, hey, Mom. Are you sure you’re not at the auction?"Mom: "Auction? What auction? No… no… no…"Me: "It’s okay, then. Unfortunately, there's an auct
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