My mother: "Your father telephoned Aunt Gertrude."
Me: "Really dad? Did she (meaning my mother) make you call up your sister?" (My father doesn’t like telephones and avoids them as much as possible.)
My father: "She did."
Me: "And. How was Aunt Gertrude?"
My father: "Judging by her voice she’s getting old."
Me: "Remind me. How old is Aunt Gertrude?"
My father: "104"
my father (89) and his sister Gertrude.
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