I answered. “Hi, Brittany.” “Hi,” she said. “I talked to my dad, and he talked to Maryellen’s parents. It’s okay for you to see her and to ride in with my dad and me, but you have to find another way to get home. Dad and I are going somewhere else after.” “No problem.” I would be able to take the Boston transit system home. It didn’t go into our town, but we had a bus service that ran through town and to the nearest train station. That would be easier than asking my parents to pick me up. “Um, which hospital?” “Mass General. Are you ready to go? Dad wants to leave now.” “Yeah. Thanks.” “We’ll be there in a few minutes. See you then.” “Okay.” She hung up without asking where I lived, which freaked me out a little. Then again, it was a small town, and a lot of people knew me and my family.
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