"Spot, you remember Crab?"
"The kid we picked up after Christmas?"
"Yes. Guess what?"
"What?"
"His parents were killed in an accident with some factory machinery."
"What about it?"
"Listen, Patrick! They took out the bodies, but the next day, before they buried them, they couldn't find his mother! So they went ahead and buried the dad, but, listen, the best part's coming. His mother was still alive!"
"Great."
"But that's not the best part either! So, Crab's mother lived with her nephew's sister's aunt for a while; she didn't remember Crab, something was wrong with her head. But then one day, she remembered!"
"Wonderful. Jeans, you-"
"Don't interrupt. And so every morning, she would wander all over, looking for her son. She asked and asked, but no one knew where he was, because he had been living in the sewers (and he did a pretty good job of it, too, until we picked him up). Well, today-"
"Um, yeah, but Jeans-"
"I said don't interrupt! Today he was out selling papers, like usual, and she heard his voice! And just ran to him, 'cause of course she recognized it. Isn't that wonderful!"
"Stunning. Jeans?"
"Yes?"
"Did you know you just burned the sausages?"
