A Troubling Call

(I hardly talk to my mother, but usually, our conversations are about me as a small child. Here is one such conversation.)

Mum: “You were actually a pretty calm child. But there were a few times where you would get yourself in trouble.” *laughs*

Me: *curious* “Like when?”

Mum: “Well, when you were around six, we taught you how to call 911 in case of an emergency. When you were at your Neenee’s–” *my grandmother* “–you decided you wanted to try it. So, you dialed 911 and started talking. You hung up quickly, but around ten minutes later, the police busted through the door. They thought you were in trouble.”

(She’s not wrong. I got in big trouble after everything was cleared up.)