This rubber duckie that looks like it got involved in a freak industrial accident at the toy factory that left half its body missing sits on a ledge on my bed.
She is a cannot-make-it domestic goddess wannabe married to a civil servant who is neither civil nor servile. She's definitely not an Earth Mother type, or, for that matter, your typical maternal sort of person. But she tries, oh she tries.
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