Room 304 [afternoon]
Claudia was on the phone.
This was not entirely unusual, as Claudia was generally on the phone roughly 20 times a day.
That she wasn't getting in a word edgewise was unusual.
"But Mom," she finally stammered, "I didn't know you wanted me to come home."
A long pause.
"No, of course I miss you."
A longer pause.
"And it would be totally great to be home."
A very long pause.
"No, my brain hasn't melted! Omigod, Mom, the zombies were real."
Pause. Eyeroll.
"Yes, I have been remembering to keep the window open when I use rubber cement."
Pause. Shriek of outrage.
"I AM NOT ON DRUGS."
Pause.
"I'll see you at the airport tomorrow night. Love you too."
Claudia disconnected the phone, looked at everything that needed to be packed in a day and burst into tears.
This was not entirely unusual, as Claudia was generally on the phone roughly 20 times a day.
That she wasn't getting in a word edgewise was unusual.
"But Mom," she finally stammered, "I didn't know you wanted me to come home."
A long pause.
"No, of course I miss you."
A longer pause.
"And it would be totally great to be home."
A very long pause.
"No, my brain hasn't melted! Omigod, Mom, the zombies were real."
Pause. Eyeroll.
"Yes, I have been remembering to keep the window open when I use rubber cement."
Pause. Shriek of outrage.
"I AM NOT ON DRUGS."
Pause.
"I'll see you at the airport tomorrow night. Love you too."
Claudia disconnected the phone, looked at everything that needed to be packed in a day and burst into tears.