Dumping my bag tiredly by my front door, I look down as my phone pings again.
Joey. This is like the fiftieth text message he’s sent me since lunch. I silenced the whole phone earlier and honestly felt like turning it off. I know he’s hurt and blindsided but he’s not helping his case by suffocating me more.
I ignore him and instead text Vi. She answers back that she’s busy but can call in an hour. I decide to call my mom. I need to talk to someone about this. I watch as her face comes on the screen.
“Hey Caylee. I heard you had a migraine this weekend. Are you alright? Your brothers said Noah handled it.”
“He did. Mama…..I broke up with Joey.”
She doesn’t look surprised. Yeah Mama knew already what was going on. “Caylee, did something happen?”
I shake my head. “Just….you know I aske
