#gemimareese

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Gemima: Shall I drop you home before I drive to the airport?

Christopher: I...yeah...sure...that’d be nice. 

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Gemima: I really wish I could. It’s just with work...I have to be in the office so early and-

Christopher: It’s fine, I get it. It’s not like he’s your son, so...it’s fine. 

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Gemima: I don’t want you to think I’m interfering, I’m just saying that...well, it is my area of expertise.

Christopher: It’s fine, Mum, really...I need to just work on it.

Gemima: Alright...

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Gemima: Chris...listen...I really wish I could visit you more. Maybe...maybe we should look into you coming to stay with me for a bit? Over the holidays? ...what do you think?

Christopher: Yeah maybe. I’d have to ask Dad.

Gemima: ...okay.

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Christopher: Are you going to come to Adam’s birthday tomorrow?

Gemima: Oh...umm...I’d love to but I-

Christopher: Can’t?

Gemima: I’m sorry, Sweetheart.

Christopher: Right. 

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Christopher: How’s Annabelle?

Gemima: She’s good! She’s started doing gymnastics recently, and she’s already doing backbends and flipflops and all sorts.

Christopher: That’s cool. I’d love to see a video or something.

Gemima: I’ll see if Kieran has one to send you.

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Gemima: How’s school?

Christopher: It’s okay. Good.

Gemima: Yeah? Your dad said you were still struggling in English.

Christopher: Oh...he did?

Gemima: If there’s anything I can help with-

Christopher: It’s okay. Thanks. 

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Gemima: Look at you! You’re so tall! 

Christopher: Hi Mum.

Gemima: Do you want a drink or anything? Hot chocolate? Tea?

Christopher: Just a water would be good...thank you.

Gemima: You sure?

Christopher: Yeah, please.