The Trader Joe’s Mug

A scene to illustrate my life as a COMA.

INT. PARENTS' LIVING ROOM/KITCHEN - LATE EVENING, JUST
BEFORE BED

MOM, preparing the kitchen for the morning.

MOM
Amy, do you want me to set out a
coffee mug for you for the morning?

DAD
(Excitedly)
Oooh, give her the Trader Joe's mug!

MOM
(Reproachfully)
Amy, you do not have to use the Trader
   Joe's mug.

ME
(Congenially)
It's fine! I'll use the Trader Joe's mug!

INT. PARENTS' KITCHEN - THE NEXT MORNING
AMY discovers the Trader Joe's mug

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