The good news is I taught Mother how to text, which has ended her incessant calls to me every time a thought popped into her head.
The bad news? When Mother texts her sister, her mother, her best friend or her neighbor, she instead texts me. I receive texts daily that make absolutely no sense whatsoever. Which is only mildly annoying until one starts, "Don't say anything to Regan, but...."
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