Mikiatures 14 - Sylvia's Mother

Sylvia’s Mother
‘Hello?’
            ‘Hello. Is that Señora Avería?’
            ‘Speaking.’
            ‘Oh, hello, this is Mick Crunch from—’
            ‘Nick! Silvia’s told me all about you.’
            ‘Yes, I bet she has.’
            ‘So, tell me, how’s she doing? Behaving, I hope?’
            ‘Well, actually, that’s exactly what I—’
            ‘We’re thinking of sending her to England this summer. What do you think?’
            ‘Excellent idea. You might even consider sending her this spring.’
            ‘What about Ireland?’
            ‘The further, the better, as far as I’m concerned. But that’s not what I wanted to—’
            ‘Did she tell you we’re going to Paris next month?’
            ‘Hundreds of times. In fact, I have quite a job shutting her—’
            ‘She’s so excited! It means she’ll miss a class or two, but I’m sure you understand.’
            ‘Yes, of course. Actually, I think the break will do us all the world of good.’
            ‘Well, it’s been lovely chatting to you, Nick.’
            ‘Likewise. There’s just one thing—’
            ‘Look, I’m sorry, Nick, I’m in a bit of a rush right now. I'm going to be late for my Spinning. Can I call you back?’
            ‘Well, yes, but this won’t take a minute, it’s just—’
            ‘Ciao.’
            ‘Hello? Chow to you too, Mrs. Avery.’