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Mar 02, 2010 22:47

The phone was ringing.

That really shouldn't have been cause for alarm. People called the Morningstar estate all the time, for sponsorships, for invitations to social galas, to impromptu shopping sprees, the occasional business or legal matters, and so on and so forth.

But today, Angela Morningstar felt pins and needles as she picked up the receiver from its cradle.

"Angela Morningstar speaking, may I know who's calling?"

It was all a formality, really. Ever since Garland told her, with all the grace and subtlety of a bulldozer, to expect a call from him soon.

asod-verse, rp, involves: ryan clacher

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