The phone calls started sometime last year when I got the new cell phone. It was from Edinburg North High School, my alma mater (just looking for a reason to use that term). The phone call was missed, but the person left a message. I checked it out as soon as I was done with Gallery and as I was trotting towards the English department for Sigma Tau Delta business with the at-the-time chair.
You know the routine....
You know the routine....
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