He sat staring at the door that had just closed. That kid's a real troublemaker, probably trying to get back at him for charging a ride fee. He sighed heavily, his eyes on the snacks on the table, sat there for a while thinking whether to throw them away since he didn't like sweets. Just as he was about to toss them in the trash, he paused when the phone rang.
The number displayed on the screen indicated that it was his father calling. He put the snacks down and picked up the phone to answer.
"Yes, Dad."
(Are you free now, Ryan? Uncle Survey's wife is sick. Could you go to their house?)
"Sure, Dad."
(Miya is doing her internship at the hospital, right? Let her know, because Uncle Survey said he couldn't reach his daughter.)
"Okay." He hung up the call from his father, stood up straig
