>     “I imagine that we do, Amy. It’s the middle of the night here. What do you want me to do?”

     “Are you fucking kidding me?”

     “I’m not. I talked to Dad. I’ll make travel arrangements and get out of here as soon as I can.” The annoyed feeling was superseding the prickly panic and that bit of normality, always felt when she spoke with her sister, made Jules feel a bit better.

     “Do you even want to know what happened?”

     “Wha-What?” Jules said, the annoyance turning back to a panic mixed with anger. The thought flashed through her brain that she should want to know what happened, that she should have asked right away, and her la...

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