She was about the same age as me. She moved to my city because of the change of her job. She was happy, but I was unhappy. Because we were close, she could knock at my door. No, I delayed for a while, and she came after me, but she could help me take care of the children. It was also good.

Sally White held Theresa, pointed at me and said to Theresa, "Look at how lazy your mother is. You still have the face to talk about the manuscript of last week. You call me lazy."

Theresa just giggled and looked at me. She probably knew that she was...