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Chapter 110 - Morning Theory

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN 

**OLIVER WEST**

The shrill ring of my phone was what woke me up. 

I fumbled for it on the bed space beside me, squinting at the screen through sleep-heavy eyes.

Mom?

"Good morning, Mom," I muttered groggily. Last night's late night drive had sounded like a good idea until now. 

"Good morning, my son." Came the reply in the most childish ridiculous attempt at a parental tone I'd ever heard.

Annoyance flared within me as I scowled at my phone screen, "Why the hell are you with mom's phone?" I yelled at Pumpkin when her shrill complaint pierced my ear next.

"Moooooom! Oliver is cussing!"

Dang! 

I wished she was right here, I could have throttled her little neck.

"Give me the phone, Pumpkin." I heard my mother's exasperated voice in the background and clenched my eyes shut. 

"I'm still bonding with my elderly son!"

I could imagine her face in that annoying pout that made her lips look like a spoiled duck. 

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