While visiting my mother, Petal drew a picture of her. When Petal showed us her artistic work, my mum and I were a little perplexed by the strange lines Petal had drawn on my mum’s face.
“What are those lines?” I asked.
“They are Gangi’s whiskers”, she replied.
There was an awkward silence while I discreetly checked my mother’s upper-lip for any stray hairs and Petal’s red-faced grandma muttered something about investing in some Veet…
“Gangi’s doesn’t have whiskers,” I assured Petal.
Petal peered long and hard at Gangi’s face.
“Yes, she does,” she nodded. “Look at those lines around her eyes”.
“Ah, her wrinkles!” I exclaimed, turning to my mum and gleefully explaining, “See, you haven’t got whiskers, just lots of wrinkles!”
Oops.
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