My aunt picked up her phone, and said, “I"ll call him on mine.” She made the call and soon she was speaking with him. At once she asked how bad it was out in the other neighborhoods. After a short moment of small-talk—her asking how bad storm damage was, and him with a long reply—my aunt lightly chuckled at the end, (Weeks always seemed to make my aunt chuckle at something he says). Finally she said, “John, Lainey wants to speak to you.” She handed me her phone.
“What"s up, Lainey?” Weeks" slightly hoarse voice was loud in my ear and I had to hold the phone away from my ear. Yes, I had excellent hearing at my age.
“Do you have the list of names of people who had April birthstones and bought the necklace from my class?” I asked. “I mean, not on you, but somewhere?”
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