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I tried to get her back for the next hour, but eventually I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. I fell asleep sitting up in bed.
By the time I woke up this morning, there were already four messages on my cell phone. Which made me feel a little guilty, since they were all from my mom, but also a little pleased with myself, because not one of them had interrupted my session with Halli last night.
“Hi, honey,” she said when I called her back. “I’ve been trying you since last night—”
“I know—I’m sorry. I shut off my phone early. I was just really, really tired.”
“How are things?” she asked.
“Good, good. I went over to Will and Lydia’s last night . . .” and then I filled her in on the rest. Minus any of the juicier parts, like having to resist stabbing Gemma in the forehead with Ele
