Ja: Mummy what’s that?
R: A big nasty pimple.
Ja: Mummy got owie?
R: Yes, it does hurt.
Ja: Owie?
R: Yup.
Ja: Julia kiss.
She takes my face in her hands and kisses my zit as if it were a dimple.
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