Looking at the door nervously, I backed up into the kitchen.
She replied with a quick hmmm, refusing to divert her attention away from the vegetables she was chopping.
“It’s the door!”
She dropped down her knife and rushed towards the door. I could see the colour draining from her face.
“Call up Father Lorenzo. Tell him the paper charms are coming off.”
I nodded and took a step back. Before dialling the number on my phone I turned to mom.
“Mom, does this mean dad woke up?”
Mom stared at me.
“Yes, my child! And he is hungry!”
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