Clotilda: “Sugar, here are the week’s pills for Aunt Tillie.”
Matilda: “Thanks. You are so nice to supervise Tillie’s care.”
“It’s only been seven years. Mom and Dad are gone. I’m single, no kids. She’s my only relative. Keeps me going.”
“She loves you so much.”
“Sweetie-pie, you’re the one, her primary caregiver. She’s leaving you a bundle.”
“Another dark ‘n’ stormy?”
“Sure, tall, dark ‘n’ handsome.”
“Clotilda, what brings you to Bermuda?
“Inheritance from my rich aunt Tillie. The coroner found the stupid bitch caregiver was killing her with sugar pills. She got twenty years, I got the boodle.”
Matilda: “Thanks. You are so nice to supervise Tillie’s care.”
“It’s only been seven years. Mom and Dad are gone. I’m single, no kids. She’s my only relative. Keeps me going.”
“She loves you so much.”
“Sweetie-pie, you’re the one, her primary caregiver. She’s leaving you a bundle.”
“Another dark ‘n’ stormy?”
“Sure, tall, dark ‘n’ handsome.”
“Clotilda, what brings you to Bermuda?
“Inheritance from my rich aunt Tillie. The coroner found the stupid bitch caregiver was killing her with sugar pills. She got twenty years, I got the boodle.”
