When can I be done?
When we have enough to be finished.
But when will that be? I’m tired. My fingers hurt and my back is sore.
I’m sorry, sweetie, but we don’t have enough to be finished.
Quiet, now. Complaining won’t get it done any faster.
Why are you crying?
Hush. Let’s get this done.
Do you think they’ll like it?
The people buying these?
Oh, I don’t know honey. They’ll probably just throw it away.
What? But it’s so beautiful and we work so hard.
It’s just the way it is. Finish up now.
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