Phone Call
~~ Tuesday, January 17, 2017 ~~
"Seth Clearwater."
"Seth? This is Chloe, -."
"Hey, Chloe! What's up?"
"I had a phone call from my mom's bank this afternoon. They have everything they need now, except that I need to sign some documents. And they said she had a safe deposit box, and I'd like to pick up those contents, so it would be best if I could drive home to take care of everything in person. Do you think the roads have improved enough now that I could drive my car?" I ask. It's a not-so-subtle hint that I need my car back – it's still at the Cullens' house where I left it on Sunday.
"The roads are mostly clear now, at least around here. But I'm not sure how they are in the area you're driving to. I can drive you. When did you want to go?"
"I was going to skip class in the morning since it's a three hour drive, and I want to make sure I get there before the bank closes. So it's probably best if go by myself - I don't want to make you to miss class."
"Hey, you're talking to the professional class-cutter, remember?"
"You think Dr. Baxter will excuse you when you tell him your mom's on the tribal council?"
"Probably not. But we can get notes for his class from Jake or Nessie, and I'm really not worried about my other classes either. I'll drive you. Unless you just really want to do this alone?"
"No, it would be nice to have company. I just don't want you to get behind in your classes because of me."
"What time would you like to leave? Eight o'clock?"
"How about nine? I need that last hour of sleep, and we'll still get there by lunch time."
"Okay, then. I'll be there at nine. How's everything going right now?"
"Everything's fine. It'll just be a relief to get this all worked out at the bank."
"I'm sure it will."
"Yeah."
"Well, take care, and I'll see you in the morning."
"'kay. Bye."
