"Noon," he echoed. "Love ya, Brat."
He glanced at the bedside clock again. It was still early enough. He could get some more sleep in case Mom's yelling lasted long into the night.
He dropped the phone to the carpet, rolled over on the bed and put his head under a pillow.
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