Brad's mom giggled loudly and then slipped him into the pocket of her robe. He felt her stand up and start walking, hearing the door to her bedroom close a few seconds later. He her go downstairs and about a minute after that, she pulled him out of her pocket and put him on a table. As he looked around, he began to feel a deep sense of dread as he realised that she had brought him into the kitchen, and he was sitting on the round table in the center of the kitchen.
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