Phoebe's musing was interrupted when she heard the phone ring. It was a struggle to get up from the couch. She'd managed to ease herself right into the comfortable nook, and the extra pounds that she'd piled on herself weren't helping matters. But at last she managed to stand up and plod over to the table on the other end of the room where the phone was placed. Just in the nick of time too; one more ring and it would have gone to messages!
"Hello, who is this?" Pheobe asked. The person who answered was...
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