Thinking about Isla, Ivy Miller shook her head, "Nothing, just feeling a bit down."
"Feeling down and you turn off your phone?"
"Why not?" Ivy raised an eyebrow, "That's what girls do these days; feeling down means shutting off."
"I think that's a problem with girls these days. You don't learn the good things, only the useless ones."
Ivy wasn't pleased, "I didn't expect you'd come looking for me. How was I supposed to know you'd return?"
"You never call me first. Last night was the first time you did, and after you abruptly hung up, I couldn't reach you again.
If you were me, wouldn't you be worried?
And you even mind me coming back. Should I have just left you here to fend for yourself?
What if something happened to you?"
"Even if something did happen to me, do you think you could make it back in time to help from so far away?
To collect my body? No need, okay? My parents are right in Anchester; they can do that for me."
