I lept from my warm, sunny reading repose and ran to the TV room where she was on the phone and holding the TV remote in the other hand.
I honestly thought that The Queen had died. Why else would my mom be on the phone to her British friend while trying to get the TV to work?
And then I realized that she wanted me to record House.
The Queen is alive, have no fear, peasants.
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