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Burying the Lead

I answer a call from my sister, and this is what I get:

Alli: Hey.  [long silence]  Hey, can you hear me?

Kristi: Kind of, now.

Alli: Okay I’ll just stand in one spot.  I’m undergruond so the service isn’t great.

Kristi: Oh, okay.  What’s up?

Alli, in hushed tones: I’m freaking out!

Kristi: Omigod, why?  What’s happening?  Are you okay?  Where are you?

Alli: I’m in Michaels.  I can’t decide what kind of patterned paper to buy.

I can’t.

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