Chapter 12

• As Roxanne entered the room, her reproachful words hit me like a slap in the face. "Oprah, why didn't you answer your phone? You made me so worried," she scolded, her tone laced with concern.
• With a mouthful of food, I mumbled a half-hearted response, "Do you still worry about me?"
• Her reaction was immediate, sitting beside me and insisting, "What kind of question is that? You're my daughter. I would be concerned if I didn't reach you on the phone."