one word: justification, sons, more peppers in fiction: flash, one word, etc.

Justification I can’t say i blame you, when you leave me in the dark, but when you tell me that it’s for my own good, that’s simply justification. It isn’t me, it’s you. and that just doesn’t fly. Talk to me. Tell me why, tell me how, tell me when. Don’t give me excuses. Be all you can be.

Sons My sons never let me down. Not that my daughters do, but sometimes i expect more from them. The boys are constantly surprising me. “Mom,” they say, “let’s go shopping.” and while they feel a little sheepish about letting me spend money on them, they don’t have all that damn guild that the girls seem intent on. It makes things easier.

Peppers: (again?) Again with the peppers. Why must there be so many peppers? They don’t feel substantial enough to have any real value, but boy howdy can they pack a punch! They make me cry, worse than onions, so when we are on the outs, I get them out to cover for me.