The caller was Samuel.

Thank God.

Nora picked up immediately. “Uncle Samuel, are you calling to help me move? Because now’s not a great time—I’m at work treating a 'very' important patient…”

Samuel didn’t even bother pretending to believe her. “Your mom’s at your office, isn’t she?”

“Wow, psychic much? Yeah, she’s here,” Nora said, slumping in her chair. “She claims she’s ‘sick everywhere.’ I gave ...