Chapter 66 Worrisome Calls
- *Harper*
- It’s only mid-morning when my phone lights up with “Mom” across the screen. My stomach clenches on reflex. It’s been a couple of days since her middle-of-the-night beratement of my character. I exhale sharply as I decide if I want to answer it. But I know if I let it go to voicemail, it’ll only make things worse. I slide my thumb across the screen and put the phone to my ear.
- “Hey, Mom.”