and you'll get the chance to tell me all sorts of things. Just hang on and we'll see you again, soon. I promise."
   I talked to Ginny a few minutes before we hung up, hoping that it wasn't for the last time. Checking on the boys again, I sat down next to the phone to wait.
   On the first ring, I snatched the phone up off its cradle, "Hello?"
   "I'll be on my way to you in five days," my mother said, "I can't get a flight any faster than that. Can you hang on until I get there?"
   Five days. Could I last five days? "I don't know, but I'll try."
   "Why did you wait so long before telling anyone how bad it was," she demanded, "and why didn't you call me...

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