[The churning in her stomach grows as she lifts her eyes. Her heart picks up the pace, shooting bolts of fear from her chest to to the tips of her fingers and toes. Run, her thoughts scream. Run now.]
Dad? Can I hang up now? I want to rest...
She's not above hanging up on him. Confused and frightened as she is, if she's ever going to make a decision, she needs to sit down alone and think.]
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Dad? Can I hang up now? I want to rest...
She's not above hanging up on him. Confused and frightened as she is, if she's ever going to make a decision, she needs to sit down alone and think.]
I'll wait at the entrance. I promise.