CHAPTER 7

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The rest of the morning was a blur. I got ridiculous phone calls.

"My mother hasn't come home... I'm afraid something has happened to her. I've tried calling her phone but she doesn't answer."

In the background you could hear a door open and then close followed by a "Honey I'm home."

That was nothing compared to a call I got from a little boy who called for help to get his cat down from a tree. You would think it's cute, but when you deal with this the whole morning it gets annoying pretty quick.

He began panicking because him mother had specifically told him not to take his cat outside.

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