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"Darlin' you tell me to go lay down one more time and I am going to shove my pregnant foot so far up your ass you'll be able to taste the laundry detergent I used to wash my socks--hello, this is Laine, what can I do you for?" Of course she'd flipped open her phone the moment it rang and then proceeded to chew out the unwise soul who wanted her to rest before bothering to actually answer the call. She quickly checked the display and grinned, "Oh, hey there sugar. Wrong phone, you tryin' to get a hold of your brother--Anrai where the blue hell are you!?"

It was a loud morning at Flint Creek.