At the restaurant there was a woman there who looked like the rock star Annie Lennox, frosty hair cut short, a sophisticated buzz cut. She came in with her entourage, a husband, a three year old and an infant. The infant started crying and the husband, who didn't look like a rock star, went to get water for formula.
The child moved to wailing, its little tongue quivering with rage. Rock star mom worked steadily to mix the formula in the bottle while cradling the screamer. She didn't look frustrated or unfeeling. The infant received the nipple like the host and instantly quieted down. Mom and infant became the maternal pair.
Rock star mom became just "mom" as she doted on her infant. Cold demeanor gave way to loving and nurturing, and the relationship looked as familiar as any mother and child.
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