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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred ^ Page 176 of 307 CHAPTER 27 Back at my hotel room I was drawing a hot bath and had six sublingual B vitamins under my tongue when my phone rang. I looked at the read out. It was my mom. "Rrraw?" I answered. "Nephi?" "I rrogh somering in ry rth. "Stop this nonsense right now Nephi Brigham! You have got to grow up!" Ooh. She trotted out the Nephi Brigham. That meant the coat hanger would be getting swatted against the backs of my knees any second. Of course she was hundreds of miles away and hadn't used the coat hanger on me since I was eight and told her I would tell the principal. I swallowed the sublinguals. "Mom, I had something in my mouth. What?" "You don't say what to your mother." "Sorry, yes mother. How can I help you?" "And don't get all snotty on me. We paid for most of your Master's degree." This was mom's living delusion 453. If they had paid for most of my Master's degree, why was the bulk of it hovering above my head like a guillotine! They had paid for a good deal of my |