late night calls: mom v. dad

malt-o-mealLate-Night Call to Mom, Saturday, 2:35 a.m.

Reeve (calling from El Paso where he just finished the first day of a voice competition, now wandering the halls of the hotel where he’s staying in a room with five other voice students, three to a bed, all of whom have to compete again the next day):

“Mom, I can’t sleep. . .”

Late-Night Call to Dad, Wednesday, 12:45 a.m.

Reeve (calling from his room in the apartment he shares with his good friend Evan, post-late night opera rehearsal and pre-bed):

“Dad, have you heard of Malt-o-Meal cereal? I just discovered a kind I think you might like. . .”



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