Cut Ties

Allison tried to redial, but the call wouldn’t go through.

Zeke asked hastily, “How is it going?”

“Meredith is determined to cut ties with us,” Allison replied, irritation flashing in her eyes.

Conrad grew impatient. “Daddy, Grandma, I want to go home. I want my plane. When can we go back?”

Zeke snapped, “Stop it. Can’t you see we’re dealing with a crisis here?”

But Conrad couldn’t care less. “I want Mary’s apple pie. Bring her back.”