Everything else is right on schedule. Take a thirty-minute breakfast break, everyone. Lloyd was having an affair with a girl from town, so I suppose that he really was leaving her behind, in some sort of a way. If I'd woken you at eight in the morning, you would all be in a nervous frazzle by now. Trust me, my dear boy.
Mother knows best.
And suddenly, we were home again. I guess she figured on having breakfast in bed.