She was seven now; old enough, thought her mother, for some hard facts.

I thought my mother needed to talk to me, and that was why she never let go of my hand.

"Do you think your mother would like a job?"

"Do you think your mother and I don't want that too?"

But Amy thought her mother really needed to get a life.

I thought he just wasn't aware of what we were going through, my mother and me.

Can't help thinking his mother should be there today.

You mean all this time you thought your mother no, I just don't understand.

No one would think her mother was an Old Bill.

"Do you think your mother would give me some dinner?"