this time , i do slam my forehead down onto the keyboard , pounding my frustration until my computer lets out a screech . amy had been taught that the show must go on , no matter what , but this was something that was hard to ignore . the next morning i was sitting on aunt cats front porch , sipping my orange blossom tea . just then murphy 's cell phone chirped . it made it seem less real , like they might come walking in the door at any time . 