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MOM: Hey, you probably don't remember this, but you're grandma gave you her dad's pocketwatch when you were a teenager.
ME: (silent. I'd been dreading this for years) Oh...yeah...ok, I remember that.
MOM: Do you know where that is?
ME: (Crap! the direct ask. no wiggle room) No, not really.
MOM: Well, I took it. You kept leaving it around so I hid it until you were old enough.
ME: (Still recovering for not getting busted) Oh, ... good ... that's cool.
MOM: What are you, 33 now?
ME: Yeah, 33.
MOM: OK. You can have it back.