first text message from my mom-whom i specifically told to contact me by phone only on weekends (and it's not a weekend for the record)
3:15 p.m
mom//hey Bree? sweetheart?
3:16
me//what? is there an emergency, why are you texting me during school!
3:18
mom//you need to come back right now
3:24
me//we already agreed to let me finish my writing studies in london
3:25
mom//no. just for a visit
3:25
me//you're scaring me what's wrong
me//mom!!
3:27
mom//Bree
mom//this might be hard for you to take in
3:29
me//Cade didn't make you do this did he?
3:30
mom//that stupid boy too afraid to ask you out? no way.
mom//this is quite important, much more than some silly friend
3:33
me//seriously!!!! i can't handle this anticipation
me//tell me
me//please
3:34
mom//your cousin was in a car crash last night
3:35
me//no. seriously
me//which one? are they hurt? what happened?
3:37
mom//liana, she's in the hospital with a few injuries
mom//but her husband is in intensive care
3:37
me//no. no no no no. and quitin?
3:37
mom//their child? we're losing him
3:40
me//no mom no. i would babysit that three year old every weekend mom! i would and he'd cry for a little before crawling into my lap with his little polar bear pillow and tell me all about how he'd lost when playing a video game or how he couldn't sleep and no! this isn't happening.
3:41
mom//i am so sorry
3:41
me//i can't believe it
3:42
mom//i would pay for your ticket but...
3:43
me//no i get it. you're over there, i am here and plus we agreed i would be responsible for myself
3:45
mom//there is one more thing honey
3:45
me//what else
3:48
mom//quintin hasn't stopped moaning your name since they put him on weak enough drugs for his little body
*read {by me} at 3:49 p.m*
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