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I slept in, after who knows when I finally fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of the phone. I checked the clock: 9:15. I wondered how early I could talk to the professor on a Saturday morning.
But I was going to have to wait a little while anyway. Usually my mom goes into the office on weekends, at least for a few hours, so all I had to do was wait for that. Then I could call the professor and video chat with him in private.
I padded out into the kitchen. My mom was still on the phone. “That would be nice,” she was saying. “I’ll see you in a little while.”
She hung up and said, “Sweetie, I love your hair!”
“Thanks,” I said with a yawn. “Who was that?”
“Elena. She’s at the office, but I told her I’m going to work from home today. I just need to go by and pick up some files first.”
