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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2017 1:22 pm
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Nev was sitting on Dad's cell phone. He was kind of hungry, but he knew that if he got up to make a snack, Sy would wrestle it away and things would be bad. Worse than they already were.
She had let him type what he wanted when he'd found the listserv thing, criticizing his grammar and exclamation point usage the whole time, but now that a whole five minutes had passed without a call, she wanted a turn of her own. Since her initial choice of message had been WHERE'S BENBEN, Nev thought it would be a bad idea to give in. Sitting on the phone was the only way to keep it safe. Sy had developed a thing about butts lately. If stuff was in close proximity to one, she wouldn't go near it.
Sy was quietly glaring at him now, because there was nothing to say. They had always known where their father was before, and now they didn't. It was a simple problem. They hadn't had the luxury of living through his previous disappearances, and even though Aunt Liv didn't seem to think that one night was anything to worry about, for the sirens it was.
"If you're going to the kitchen, could you get me some Cheerios?"
"I'm not. So no."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 11:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2017 3:00 pm
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"Oh, right," Sy whispered, fumbling with the phone a little until she too had activated speakerphone. "I, um, just wanted to know if you had seen him at work, Mr. Algernon. I don't think he was supposed to be there yesterday, but... I don't know." She hadn't thought to keep track of his schedule until she needed to know what it was.
"He was going to that Court thing," Nev said. "He just said he was going to make some changes. No, 'things are going to change'. And he was happy about going. Not like last time. He said he'd see us later."
"We could try to go and see Oroh, I guess." She was feeling stupider by the second, like an overreacting baby flailing because it wasn't getting attention. "I don't want to make a big deal out of anything."
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