‘C’mon, Son, it’s not that bad, we’ll buy you the bike as soon as we get sorted.’
‘You must be joking,’ says the boy, ‘I walked past your room last night and heard you tell Mum you were pulling out.
She said you had to wait ‘cos she was coming as well.
If you two think I’m staying here alone with a $80,000 mortgage and no transportation, you can think again!’