The following took place on an express coach moving near the speed of sound, about a 100 miles away from home in neighbouring northern country's expressway. Maud was dozing.
Mom: Hey Maud, just now when you packed the sandwiches from the oven did you turn it off?Maud: ZZZ...Hmmmmm?... Yes...
Mom: Are you sure, the oven was on when I told you to pack the sandwiches. Are you sure you switched it off?
Maud: Yes. Even if it's on, it's only on level 1. It has a thermostat that switches it on and off. It won't burn the house down. Anyway Sis is at home, she'll need it to use it for breakfast later.
Mom: Are you sure?
Maud: Yes.
Mom: Wait a minute, she's working today, I asked her. She was all dressed for work. She's not going to use the oven, she won't notice it's on!
Maud: What? well then she'll turn it off anyway cos she'll have to heat her packed breakfast like she's been doing everyday this past week.
Mom: Are you sure she brings a pack meal?
Maud: YEEES!
Mom: Well, She did take out the cake from the freezer to bring it along...
Maud: There I told you.
Mom: What if she doesn't use the oven?
Maud: She uses it to heat every single damn thing she eats, don't worry.
Mom: Maybe we should call Big Sis and get her to come down from Yew Tee to check...
Maud: What? No need lah! I AM CONFIDENT I TURNED IT OFF! No need to worry lah! Worst case scenario we'll just call sis once we get to Malacca we'll call her and remind her.
Mom: Okay, okay I guess you're right.
Mom turns over and goes to sleep
Maud also turns over, blinking, wide awake. "Shit! Did I turn off the oven?!"
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