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Good morning, Kat.

Is this some coffee, please?

Your red shoes.

my sister offered to take my kids for the weekend she said it was the sound of

my voice over the phone that worried her i acted as if i didn't know what she

was talking about i told her i was just fine

I've had that shirt for ten years.

Seen me through a lot of rough road.

The machines were all full.

I have a lot of laundry to do.

I was just clearing your stuff out.

Sorry, I'm so embarrassed.

I don't think I've ever seen...

Anyone loved that shirt in quite the same way.

Would you mind getting your stuff out? I've got a lot of wash to do.

Sure.

I didn't mean to blow you down.

I thought I'd... be the only one doing laundry this late on a Saturday night.

Three boys.

Yeah.

My youngest is six, my oldest is ten.

You got your own little rodeo.

Yep.

Keep me on my toes, that's for sure.

Your husband must be mighty proud to have all those little whippersnappers.

I'm sure he is.

You ever feel like a flat tire?

Don't want to go no further?

Well, that's how I felt all day today.

Don't know why.

Do you ever feel that way?

Morning, in fact.

I woke up with this terrible feeling that... No, no, don't stop

yourself.

Say it.

It seems silly, but...

I wondered what if there was a number.

You know, like cereal boxes or soup cans.

An expiration date?

Exactly.

I imagine that I had this number printed inside me.

It was like etched across my ribcage.

It said, no longer valid today.

So that's why.

Why what?

Why, when I first came in and saw you, I said to myself,

that woman looks like she just chopped up her

piano for firewood.

What does that mean?

Hopeless.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to.

I didn't mean to frighten you.

I just thought you needed... No, it's not you, it's just...

I'm not used to

talking so much.

I'll be right back.

They ought to give you wings.

Who, me?

All mothers with boys.

Beneath all that toughness, those boys still need to know they're loved.

That's what we all want.

Tell me about your boys.

I've got some pictures.

Let's see them. Okay.

Oh.

You've been busy.

That's Connor. He's my eldest.

I might as well whip that one.

And that's Corey.

He's my dreamer.

Sometimes during the day when they're at school, I'll drive my car over and just

sit and watch him at recess.

That's my youngest, Kyle.

He's an all -boy.

Loves to wrestle. Shows me his muscles.

My daddy's boy.

Got a broken heart when his father left.

on our beautiful kids.

That's the paper of you.

I promise not to laugh.

I promise.

You can say no if you want to, and I mean it.

Okay.

Will you dance with me?

Would you mind wearing that shirt?

And I have this thanks.

I need to fix it up.

First thing I remember, I had to be two years old.

Chubby little fella.

We lived in Nebraska, way out in the middle of nowhere.

My mama was hanging in the wet laundry on the line.

It was quiet.

Eerie.

I was crawling around, not bad.

off the ground.

That's when I heard it.

This roar.

A lot.

That tornado was coming straight at us.

Huge, giant toy to play with.

Do you miss him?

I couldn't change him.

I didn't want to change him.

I drove away.

I couldn't watch the truck get smaller and smaller.

I knew he wasn't coming back.

You know what I felt?

What?

Relieved.

You think that's helpful?

No, I don't.

You were setting each other free.

You go first.

Okay.

All I was going to say... Sometimes the wind blows north.

Sometimes the wind blows south.

You never know.

You never know.

You can't change the wind.

What a difference a day makes, or what I should say is what a difference a night

makes, red shoes.

A miracle is a miracle, is a miracle, is a miracle, is a miracle.

Hungry? Stories make me hungry.