Annette was sprawled on her bed, feet up on the wall, talking to her mom on the phone.
"Spring Break is next week?" Her mother asked.
"Uh-huh."
"You are coming home, right?"
"Uh..."
"Annette, you are coming home."
"..."
"Annette. Do you hear me?" Annette was frowning a little at her mother's tone.
"..."
"Annette Hargrove! I hear you breathing."
"I went on a
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