I woke up to the incessant ringing of my phone. I groaned as I pulled myself out of bed, scanning the room to find out the source. At some point in the night, I must have placed it on my dresser. It was my dad calling. I didn’t really feel like talking to him. I silenced the call and went back to my bed, throwing myself face down.
Today was Saturday. There was nothing planned today as far as I was concerned. My phone began ringing again beside my head. I peeped and saw my dad was calling again. For him to call more than once, it must have been urgent. Reluctantly, I received the call.
“Hello, papa.” I muttered stoically. He grunted a response.
“Are you in town?” He asked, his voice, as usual, devoid of any emotion.
“Yes.” At that point I was sure there was something going on at the company.……
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