As we entered the main room in the nursing home we saw Mama. I could tell she was not in a great mood and appeared anxious. She seemed inpatient and was busily searching through her bag and then she'd look out the window into the garden. She did this a few times before she realized we were standing in the doorway. She smiled for a moment and then she started...
Mama: Oh my God, what the hell am I living this way for? I can't find anything. I'm all alone.
Mama: Oh my God, what the hell am I living this way for? I can't find anything. I'm all alone.
Vin: What are you saying? You still have us, don't you?
Mama: Yeah, I'd be lost without you two.
Vin: Well your not lost yet. It's late, do you wanna head back to your room? You can watch some television and rest your legs.
Mama: Okay, that sounds good, I had a long day. Which way is my room?
Vin: You don't know?
Mama: It's down the hall somewhere... upstairs, downstairs, I don't know. I told you I'd be lost without you two. You drive me there.
Vin: Okay, you have everything in your bag?
Mama: Yeah, why? Where are you taking me?
Vin: Back to your room.
Mama: I don't wanna go back yet.
Vin: You just said you had a long day and wanted to get back to your room.
Mama: Okay whatever you say. You always know everything.
Vin: Mama, you're driving me crazy.
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