"Call me when you get there."
Mary has had to deal with the boys being a bit too over protective of her. At times she gets frustrated. Do they forget that she was a hunter for the first twenty years of her life? Then she remembers what they’ve gone through. What they’ve pushed through. What they’ve killed and what they’ve lost. It makes sense after that.
Cell phones are still not quite her forte- it was worse that Sam insisted on getting her one of those old people flip phones- but she can at least talk into it. Mary’s smart so it won’t take her long to pick up the nuances of the modern world. “Of course kiddo. I’ll give you a call when I get in. You keep in touch with me, too, okay?”











