A Time For Home: A Snowberry Creek Novel - Plot & Excerpts
What time was it anyway? Callie raised her head to glare at the clock. Okay, it was almost eight o’clock, but still. It wasn’t as if she had to be anywhere by a certain time. Rolling over onto her back, she grabbed her cell phone off the nightstand. She had a fair idea who it was because none of her friends would ever call her this early. Even if Callie had been up, she had a hard time communicating until after her first cup of coffee. Sometimes it took a second or even third cup before she could function at full speed. She covered her eyes with her other forearm to block out the bright light. “Hi, Mom. What’s up?” “Oops, sorry. Did I wake you?” Not that she sounded at all apologetic. “Yeah, but I should probably get moving anyway.” In a couple of hours. “So what’s going on? Are you and Dad enjoying your time in the sun?” “Yes, we are.
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