Carl announces, "The nurse is coming at 10 to give us all a poke."
"Jab", corrects Melissa.
"Oh, my prissy little sister!.
"Let's keep it appropriate."
"Suitable for family viewing", says Sheila, deadpan.
Carl's phone is ringing. He looks at it, then answers, "Hello?... Oh, yes, hi. ... We're in a meeting...Covid vaccination, why don't you both come? ... Oh sure, I understand..Okay, come by at ten, is that too soon notice. No....Great, see you then."
"That was Tristan's mom. She's coming to get poked, and to pick up her little son's teddy bear.
"Ah, isn't that sweet", says Michael, as the two exchange conspiratorial grins.
"She also has some questions for us, apparently her darling little boy has been telling her all kinds of horse shit about us, she doesn't want to believe it, so this should be an opportune time for some bridge building."
"I thoroughly agree", says Carol.
"And tomorrow, Chris and I will be going to Vancouver where we will be staying in his apartment. We will be back Wednesday evening or afternoon or so with his friend, Mother and her two sidekicks in tow. Wish us luck."
"Why do you have to be gone three days for that?" says Melissa.
"Chris' friend arrives Tuesday, Mom and the others Wednesday, it would save a lot of driving and gas if we just went into town. I'm taking the van, and while we're there we can get it serviced.."
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