family.
Mother (on phone): I met someone you went to high school with!
Me: Huh. Okay. Who?
Mother: [redacted], she works at Georgia Apple [pro-bono law org]. How’d she know I’m your mother?
Me: Really? We share mannerisms, a last name and a face. And I could never really convince anyone I was adopted, no matter how hard I tried.
Mother: Oh Sarah! BYE.