"...and he sent me to my room, mom!" Annette said, talking to her mother, the phone pressed to her ear tightly.
"Now Annette, surely it can't be all that bad. He's there isn't he? That's what matters dear."
"No, mom, you don't understand. He embarrassed me in front of Dick! And said... things."
Her mother was drinking something; she heard the ice in
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