The Phone Call The punching of a phone number. The dial tone down the line. The static as someone answers. 'Hello?' For a moment Laura pauses. She hasn't planned what she'll say. She imagines her mother in the hallway, flowery apron covered in flour, the smell of baking bread in the air. Laura summarises briefly, aware of the reaction she is about to produce. A gasp at the end of her sentence leaves a ringing silence. 'Are you sure?' a strained voice finally responds down the line. 'A letter came for me. What do I do?' Laura can hear the desperation creep into her voice, despite her best efforts. 'Please help me, mum, tell me what to do!'
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