Mother Is Masking Her Secrets

(I’m pregnant, and texting my sister about not being able to handle certain smells. I’m worried about walking to and from the grocery store, because there are a dozen restaurants near my apartment building. My sister has recently had a baby, and had the same problem when she was pregnant.)

Me: “I think I need to buy those doctor face masks.”

Sister: “Oh, I have some. Remind me and I’ll give them to you.”

Me: “What? Why do you have some?”

Sister: “Yeah, mom stole me some from the hospital.”

Me: “Um, that’s not weird at all.”