6 FLYSWATTER
I was halfway down the dock when I realized I hadn’t checked my phone since the previous night. My phone’s always stuck somewhere down at the bottom of my purse, and half the time I don’t hear it go off, something that annoys my mom to no end. She hates it when I don’t reply right away and then sends a million more texts asking where I am as some sort of punishment.
Yep, there were a million texts from my mom. Most of them said things like, Where are you? Why are you ignoring your mother? and Why don’t you ever check your phone? I could be dead for all you know. I’m not sure how she could be texting me if she were dead, but knowing my mom, she’d find a way. I scrolled back to her original message.
Who’s Penny? What happened to Marjorie Jane? Did he ditch her already? Has
