All went smoothly, though I have never before been glad of above-ground crypts. But the ground was so frozen that anything else would have been difficult to manage.

She was very cross that you weren't able to attend. Accepted no explanations - convinced you simply didn't wish to rise early and there was some deal of grumbling about the way you've been 'flaunting' your new paramour. Was there a young lady you used to see in your last year of school? Melissa or Miranda ... something? She insisted that you ought to look her up again. I didn't care to point out that it's unlikely the witch in question is still single.

Anyway, don't fret. It's only your mother being ... your mother.