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The constant ringing of my cell phone woke me. I reached out my hand expecting to feel the phone on my nightstand, but it wasn't there. Groggy, I sat up and looked around. I don't see my phone. The sound is coming from the living area. I threw off the comforter and staggered to the living area. I finally found my phone on the coffee table. "Hello?" I croaked. My throat was dry. Waiting for a response, I went to the kitchenette to pour a glass of water. I took a long drink. "Hello?" "Goddess, Ellie. Where have you been? We have been worried sick about you!" Uncle George was practically shouting. "I am in my suite. Why? I was tired and upset, so I had a nap." "A nap? It's been two frigging days since anyone has seen you! What the hell kind of nap is that? Your mother is beside herself