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Epilogue - PART ONE
"I told you to stop phoning me, Clayton."
With nothing but a huff, I clench the phone tighter, and without trying to sound too annoyed, I speak once again, "But, I just wanted…"
"No buts, Clayton. You have phoned six times already, and it is only 10:00 am. Do you not have something better to do?"
"Not at this very pressing moment. So please can I…?"
"No, I said no. You are not waking him up again just to say hello."
"But mom, come on…"
"I said no!"
With the vibration of her voice still ringing in my ear, my mom drops what would be the fifth call I have made unnecessary down in my ear. The phone finds its way very firmly to the other side of the ops tent, only but barely missing the head of Galland.
"Hey! What the fuck, man? Do you want to kill me?"
I only but grunt at him as I catch the returning phone, "My mom does not want me to speak to Braydon."
"Well, perhaps because you have phoned her l
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