Time

— I can’t tell if it’s day or night.
 
— I know; it’s that time of year. Short, dark days.
 
— When I woke up just now I thought it was morning, but it’s not, is it?  (She looks genuinely puzzled)
 
— No, it’s late afternoon, nearly early evening.
 
 Later she returns to the worry.
 
— I don’t know if it’s morning or afternoon.
 
— Look at your clock. See, it says 16;43.
 
— But is that 16:43 in the morning or the afternoon?
 
— Um,  perhaps we should reset the clock to show a.m. and p.m?
 
— I won’t see that.
 
Later, still fretting about date and time while staring  at the  large clock with its enormous numbers on the display.
 
— It’s going to be Boxing Day soon.
 
— Yes.
 
— My mother died on Boxing day.  Maybe I’ll be lucky.