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Chapter Twenty-Seven

I took a break from watching my blog to make some belated dinner. I heated up some left over lasagna and made a milkshake with some of the ice cream still left in the fridge as post-breakup comfort food. I couldn’t help but make fun of myself and my current state of affairs. It felt only fitting to throw on an episode of Grey’s Anatomy on Netflix.

After about a half hour I heard the phone ring.

Immediately my heart skipped a beat. I had posted my blog late at night and had done so purposefully to avoid an instant reaction from Rosie or my Mom. But with as late as it was, realistically they were the only ones that would be calling.

I checked the caller I.D. on the phone before answering. It was Rosie, which was better than Mom. I took a deep breath and clicked to accept the call.

“Hey, Rosie,” I attempted cheerfully.

“Hey, Big Sis!” she exclaimed.

“What are you doing up so late?” I asked.

“I fell asleep kind of early, and then the baby woke me up. My sleep schedule is so crazy now, thi
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