Tim frowned, hanging up the phone. Cissie hadn't answered when he called. She always answered, unless there was something wrong. God, he hoped nothing was wrong. He glanced at his phone, wondering if there was any way he could get in touch with someone who would know...
Oh--wasn't tonight one of the Roy phone call nights? Maybe Roy knew what was going on. He punched in the numbers and hit send.
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Date: 2008-12-08 02:12 am (UTC)Oh--wasn't tonight one of the Roy phone call nights? Maybe Roy knew what was going on. He punched in the numbers and hit send.