"My mother's crazy," M said.
"Isn't everyone's mother crazy?" D asked.
I looked at the friends surrounding me, and from what I'd heard, they did indeed have crazy mothers.
"My mother's not crazy," I said. "I mean she's fun, like wild and crazy, but she's not remotely nuts."
"Really?" D asked. "If my mother were here, none of you could get a word in. She'd be talking the whole time."
I thought about the rest of my friends. Like the girls I grew up with. Most of them have very sane, normal mothers. Maybe crazy mothers were a west coast thing?
"Do you guys really feel like most people have crazy mothers?" I asked.
"Yes," they replied in unison.
"This could be a good question." I began to search through my purse. "Does anybody have a pen?"
Now I gotta ask. How crazy is your mother?
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