Joanne Harrison didn't want to hear anything anymore; her heart had already grown cold after repeatedly being asked for money. As for her mother's explanations, she had become numb and calm about it.
"I'll answer the phone, you go back first."
There seemed to be a party on the beach tonight, and she needed to help out.
Plus, where they were standing wasn't far from the beach. If someone overheard her arguing with her family and it got back to the manager, she could lose her job.
