Nanci's cell phone broke the midnight silence vibrating and jigging to the sound of "Single Ladies" so she fumbled on the nightstand and hit the "hello" button.

"Hey," Lori said in a wide-awake voice. 

"Bad dream again?"

Lori nodded as if her cousin could see her nodding ten blocks away. "I know I shouldn't call every time I break a resolution and have bad Oprah dreams, but can I still call you when it's Dr. Phil?"

"You got it," Nanci said and meant it.