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Wow, I’m actually

I don’t want to pick up the phone I’d rather run into Dad’s bedroo time to land himself in intensive care, or punch a wall becausebirth to ot to be the thirtieth tioing down sometime today

I slideto the side, feeling really faint I’-dead

The caller ID reads DEATH-CAST, of course

I’ I’m not sure what to say I just breathe because I have fewer than twenty-eight thousand breaths left inperson takes per day—and I ht as well use them up while I can

“Hello, I’ from Death-Cast I’m Andrea You there, Timothy?”

Timothy

My name isn’t Timothy

“You’ve got the wrong person,” I tell Andrea My heart settles down, even though I feel for this Tiot the name from my father and he wantsa kid is a thing that happens for me

Co the entry or soentleot off the phone with; he didn’t take the news very well, poor thing You’re Mateo Torrez, right?”

And just like that, my last hope is obliterated

“Mateo, kindly confirm this is indeed you I’ht”