Chapter 30 A Good Plan

• I snuggled up by the foot of the sofa with my eyes fixed on the single light source in the room after returning from the movies. I leaned against Mom's knees and sighed as she watched a Game of Thrones episode with me, her fingers raking absently over my long curls. I was staring at the TV and squealing with delight as the dragons scuttled across the screen.
• The harsh ring of the house phone startled us both, and we tensed.
• Reluctantly taking her hands from my hair, Mom sprang off the sofa and crept barefoot into the kitchen to get the phone. "Pause it, dear," she said.