‘I had to be that mum.’
You are already ‘That mum’ you dolt. Your fucking hands look like you’ve been binging on Sunny D and Wotsits too. The excitement at this ‘drama’ is so palpable that you can feel it through the screen. She’s giddy with it rather than the more human emotion of, like, concern, like a normal, like, human would, like, be.
‘Like’ is not a comma, you bestselling author, you. I like how you tease us by pretending that you can barely string a coherent sentence together. You do it effortlessly.