Chapter 15: My Phone Is Broken

        At breakfast, she noticed that there wasn’t any coffee on the table. Sean sipped green tea, and she had a glass of fresh-pressed orange juice. She nibbled at her toast and picked at the melon, but she wasn’t very hungry. As she ate, Sean looked at her and occasionally scooped more food onto her plate. In the middle of the meal, Sean’s phone began to ring. He glanced at the number, scowled, and answered it. The person on the other end said something, and Sean passed the phone to her. She looked at the screen and recognized her own home phone number. With a sigh, she lifted the phone to her ear, “Madison?” “No, it’s your Uncle Lawson,” the voice said. “What do you want?” she asked. “That’s no way to speak to your uncle,” he said. “I’ve been worried sick about you. I tried calling your phone, but none of my calls got through. Are you okay?” “My phone is broken,” she said, shooting a glare at Sean. “I see,” he said. “Well, I’m glad to hear that you’re well. I’m calling because we n