Every night, I ask my mom the same thing

I realized a long time ago my mom never stopped. Every week I called my parents and talked to them for exactly one hour. I would talk to her and my dad on the phone (they both picked up a landline receiver) and she would start to do dishes. I begged her to stop becauseĀ a) she was supposed to be talking to her child and b) I could hear her quietly clanking dishes together as she tried to avoid getting caught. She eventually stopped and I never heard another sound.

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