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but she only momentarily glanced up from the newspaper she was reading. "Morning," I said, but my gaze lingered on her longer than it usually did. I didn’t normally pay much attention to my mom, or at least how she looked like. I’m sure that’s the same for most people, but now I made note of how her brown hair curled over her shoulders, and how her breasts bounced slightly when they bumped against the table. She raised her head, so she must have noticed me staring. "There was a wasp just about to land on your shoulder," I said and pointed to empty air behind her. She glanced back and shrugged, seeing there was nothing there. "It must have flown out," she said. Luckily the window actually was open, so there was at least a theoretical possibility