Callie Carpenter.
Cincinnati.
THE PHONE RINGS five times before Dani answers.
“Hello?”
“Sorry I’m late calling you back,” Callie says.
Dani yawns. “That’s okay. Can we talk a minute?”
“Yes.”
“Um…where are you?”
“Down the hall.”
Callie hears her take a deep breath.
Then Dani says, “You want me to come to your room?”
“No. I’ll come to you.”