Bowling for HeartsChapter 37
We awoke to the phone ringing. It was my son calling. I asked him what time it was and he said it was seven AM, his time. "I'm glad you called, but why so early?" I asked. "I have a class at eight and you asked me to call you," he said. "Your sister's birthday is the Friday after next and I wanted to invite you out here." "I don't know if I'll be able to be there. I have tests that week and I don't know the exact schedule." "If you can, just use your credit card to book the...