Call #2

Rory knew it was going to be a bad phone call as soon as the other person on the line picked up. Bright and perky Ceilidh said, “Thorn Hall, this is Ceilidh. How may I help you kill people today?”

Despite the dread, Rory had to smile at his niece’s greeting. “Hi -”

“SPACE PONY!!! HAVE YOU GOTTEN MY SPACE PONY YET!?!?!! SPAAAACEEE POONNY!!!!!” Ceilidh yelled into the phone. “HI UNCLE RORY!!! I WANT MY SPAAACE PONY!!!”

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