[Heather nodded a little bit. She could hardly remember her 'real' mother-- Harry's wife-- but she recalled that she had been ill, too. Although... she wasn't entirely sure that was what had killed her...]
Weird, huh?
[She looks up at him with a slight grin.]
Hey, the wacky ones are the best, right?
Any good stories?
[Pardon her while she shamelessly uses you to learn what an actual good mother might be like in theory, Phoenix.]
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Weird, huh?
[She looks up at him with a slight grin.]
Hey, the wacky ones are the best, right?
Any good stories?
[Pardon her while she shamelessly uses you to learn what an actual good mother might be like in theory, Phoenix.]