One Sunday evening, while doing my homework for school, my mother arrived home in the company of a woman she had met at the bar. Mother had been out most of the day, and I had been expecting her arrival for some time already. My sister was in town, having spent the weekend with a friend, but it was Sunday now and she was to be brought back home for school tomorrow.
     Not seeing my sister as they entered, I inquired if she had remembered to pick her up while she had been out and about. Shaking her head no, it seemed that they had only come home from the bar to pick something up, but not to stay. My sister had been forgotten in their quest for whatever it was they were there for. Now that she was reminded of it, we still had one problem. She couldn't remembe...

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