November 2 is a good day. It's mom's birthday, and she ব্যক্ত that all she wanted was for us to come have ডিনার at Swifty's while she was working.

Despite that, Georgia made her a drawing, and I used most of my money to get her a card, and this perfume she really likes.

Swifty's is a great place to eat. Not just because my mom works there, but they have many of her paintings for sale. When we have ডিনার at Swifty's I usually get a burger with double fries. Other times I'll get the open-faced turkey স্যান্ডউইচ with mashed potatoes, and gravy.

Mom: *Arrives at Rafe's table* আপনি kids can go ahead, and order. Carl called, and ব্যক্ত he couldn't come. He has somewhere else to be.
Rafe: On your birthday?
Mom: This'll be nice, just the three of us. Now আপনি can get whatever আপনি want, even the steak.

Usually, we have to spend ten dollars অথবা less when Carl was with us. All because he ordered loads of খাবার for himself.

Rafe: One steak, medium well with double fries.
Mom: Ok. How about আপনি Georgia?
Georgia: Rafe was naked in school!
Mom: What?
Rafe: Shut up! I was not.
Georgia: Gracie ব্যক্ত that Miranda Piccolino ব্যক্ত her brother saw আপনি running all over the school naked!
Rafe: I was not naked.
Ponies: *Staring*
Mom: *standing still*
Rafe: It was just a হ্যালোইন thing.
Georgia: Grace ব্যক্ত that Miranda ব্যক্ত that her brother ব্যক্ত আপনি were-
Rafe: *kicks Georgia*
Georgia: Wahhhh!
Rafe: Quit pretending to cry আপনি faker! *looks at mom*
Mom: *standing still*

She didn't move, but the worst thing of all was that I saw a tear roll down her cheek.

Mom: *Runs away*
Rafe: See what আপনি did? Way to go!
Georgia: I'm not the one who ran around naked!
Rafe: Say that one আরো time, and I will strangle আপনি to death! *follows mom*

Inside the kitchen

Rafe: Mom?
Mom: I'm ok.
Rafe: I didn't mean to make আপনি cry.
Mom: Come over here Rafe.
Fred: Jules, I don't mean to be a hard guy, but we're kind of busy out here.
Mom: I'll be right there, I promise.
Fred: Ok. *leaves*
Mom: We never did finish our chat about Leonardo. I want আপনি to know that I know you've been talking to him again.
Rafe: I don't have to. I can stop.
Mom: No, honey. I've been thinking about this. We all talk to people who aren't there, all the time. With texting, and computers, and even answering machines. Even artists talk to there muses for inspiration. Some ponies even talk to theirselves.
Rafe: That's true.
Mom: So why shouldn't আপনি talk to Leo if আপনি want to? It's not Leo I'm worried about. It's you.
Rafe: I'm okay.
Mom: Are you? You've been getting into so much trouble at school lately. I just don't understand. I know it's a tough year, and I haven't been around much, but... *starts to cry again*

All this happened on her birthday, because of me. I never felt so terrible then I did now. Just one big slice of loser meat on toast. So much for being a good pony.

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