It's 9:10 p.m.
Do you know where my 9-year-old is?
And has been for the last 45 mninutes?
Outside, talking on the phone to her "bestie", Rachel. Because there is, apparently, not enough privacy in the house, so the 98 degree heat is preferable for her conversation.
I didn't realize that 9-year-olds did this. I remember being in this situation, but I think I was 16.
During the time that she was in the house and I was in earshot, they were talking about the noises that rabbits make and whether Darby, Rachel's dog, likes to lick people's feet. :)
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