Chapter 21 The chaos of cars

Jane’s phone buzzed and rang in the middle of the big kitchen-island bench.

“No caller ID,” said Sara, craning her neck to see the screen.

“Probably some robo-scam,” said Jane’s brother-in-law, Bill, his mouth full of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and milk.

“Screen it, I reckon,” said her sister Barbara....

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