He didn’t even know it had that feature. But there it was, rattling down his desk like a cockroach caught in a kitchen light. The phone was at least a hundred and seventy-three years old. It used to be Carmella’s and it had less than no features. Well, except apparently it vibrated. The stupid thing could barely rouse itself to execute a phone call. Texting made it lethargic and in need of an immediate battery resuscitation. And the phone was a monster, so big it practically needed its own transportation system. And of course, more than anything, it was way, way too lame to be seen in public. His mom urged him to consider the thing as his “placeholder” birthday gift, a “training phone.” She had promised him a “normal” phone as soon as she got the go-ahead from Chuck, but Adam kept forgetting to ask Chuck about it. He’d bring it up at the next one-on-one for sure. The trainer vibrated itself right off the desk and onto his slipper. “Batman?” “Sweetie?” Adam glanced at his watch.
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