There is a barrier of silence that greets me. I feel my face flush with heat and anxiety, worried that Jeremy isn't going to believe me, or that the sound of my voice will trigger such a bright anger that by the end of the phone-call he will want nothing more to do with me and denounce me. All the worst case scenarios flood my mind in a frenzy to the point that I am too petrified to speak to Jeremy again. Come what may...I can take it...I can take anything Jeremy has to throw at me.
"Amelia," he gasps. "Is it really you? This has to be some sort of joke. Tell me something that only the real Amelia knows."
I prepare to give him a list of all the things I know about him, about myself, about Wolphville, and he is officially convinced after I list my third item. He interjects, takes a deep
