Chapter 11
- I smirk and look around the table. Nobody has their phone. We were all riding bikes the whole day. Margaret’s phone is on the table in front of her.
- “Can I use your phone, Margaret, to call Mum, please?” I ask.
- “Sure, love.” She swipes in her code and hands it to me as she gets up to go to the bathroom. I dial Mum’s number.