The Call

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Andrew drew his phone from his pocket and answered without a beat.

"Hello?" Andrew answered.

"Hey, where are you?" an older voice carried through the speaker.

"Atlas!  Did you guys make it in?"  Andrew asked his older brother.

"Yeah, we arrived at Mom and Dad's a few moments ago.  You didn't get lost on your way back, did you?"

Andrew replied, "N-no, no.  I'm walking back now.  Practice went a little late, but I was able to get a recording a couple days ago.  Danielle was able to get a disc for me."

"Do you have it with you?"

"Yeah, it's in my bag."

"I can't wait to see it!  I'll see you soon."

The phone call ended.  Andrew was just a block away from home, and for a moment, that simple phone call made a slight difference.  He kept his hands at his side and walked more casually to the bottom of the steps before the front door.  You can do this.  You can do this, he thought.  At that moment, turning the knob was easy, but then the door was open, and it became hard to breathe, harder than before.

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