talk to him as much as I wanted. I checked and the phone worked.
âVery generous,â said Norm.
âYes, it is,â Mom said.
âIâm going to call him!â I said. âHe put his name first on the contact list.â
âOh, he did, did he?â Mom said, with a look at Norm.
I pressed his name and waited while it rang. After a few rings, it went to voicemail.
âI canât come to the phone right now,â came Dadâs voice. âPlease leave a message.â I was disappointed but took a deep breath and started talking.
âHey, Dad, I just opened your present, and Iâm really excited about my phone. Thank you so much! Merry Christmas! Call me back!â
We spent the rest of Christmas Day sitting around, eating, and talking on the phone. Norm made popcorn, and we watched
Miracle on 34th Street
. After taking a nap, Stephanie helped me program my cell phone.
Norm lit a fire in the fireplace, and we sat around it and let it warm our toes. Norm told stories about some of his favorite Christmas gifts when he was a little boy, like Rock âEm Sock âEm Robots and a model aircraft carrier. Stephanie talked to her mom several times about how Matt was doing. I heard her say he had had seventy-five stitches in his head.
We called Grammy Verra, who was at Aunt Carolâs house in Virginia for Christmas.
âMerry Christmas, Diana. How are you?â she said cheerily when I got on. âTell me what youâve been doing to stay out of trouble.â
âI know you say that as a joke, but Iâm not staying out of trouble,â I said. âI got suspended for getting into a fight.â
âYou what?â Her voice rose.
âA girl called me a name, and I threw a book at her, and then we got into a fight,â I explained. âThe vice principal suspended us both.â There was a part of me that felt proud of what Iâd done. I didnât care what Dr. Shrink said, Iâd stood up for myself. Iâd kept myself from disappearing. Of course, Norm didnât think that.
âGoodness gracious, Diana!â she said. âTrouble seems to follow you around. I donât know what to say.â
âNothing to say,â I said. âItâs pretty much a done deal.â
âI must say this is the first time that any of my granddaughters have been suspended.â
âIâm not really your granddaughter,â I reminded her.
âNow, honey, letâs not discuss that again. Of course you are. Well, do something productive during the days youâre not in school,â she suggested. âIâm heading back home to Emerald Isle tomorrow. Maybe you could come visit me. The beach in the wintertime is beautiful. So different from the beach during the summer.â
After that, Stephanie talked to Grammy for a long time about what happened to Matt, and then she got on with Lauren, and they laughed and talked for a half an hour. Even though Lauren and I had finally started to get along okay on the cruise last fall, I didnât ask to speak to her. And I noticed she didnât ask to speak to me.
I wished I could go to the barn. I figured Josie was probably there right now, mucking the stalls and letting the horses out to pasture. If I were there, Iâd help her and then maybe sheâd let me ride Commanche.
By late Christmas afternoon, Dad still hadnât called. All those feelings I used to have about Dad not paying attention to me came flooding back, no matter how hard I tried to make them stop. I wanted to tell Dad about getting suspended. I thought maybeheâd sympathize. Mom had once told me that sometimes heâd gotten into trouble when he was young.
I went up to my room and called him again. I didnât want Mom to know. Still no answer. I hung up, deciding not to leave another message.
Still, he gave me a phone, right? That showed he cared about me.
I was lying on the bed staring at my
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