I woke up wrapped around Cleo this morning, I didn't want to get up, but it's my required visit to mum's and she knows it, so she's already showered and getting ready to go home."I could tell her I'm sick." I say, the third excuse I've come up with to try to avoid going. "We could do something fun instead. Bowling, cinema, ice skating?""Ice skating?" She pauses, I see the indecision cross her face and think I've got her, but then she shakes her head and pulls her socks on. "You need to go, she's your mum. We can go ice skating another time.""I don't want to go." I whine, sticking my head under the pillow. I feel the bed move as she climbs on beside me, lifting the pillow and placing it over her head as well."Why not?""Yo
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