My sophomore year roommate came back after winter break, decided she didn’t want to stay, and called a school in another state that had previously offered her a free ride to see if the offer still stood. It did, and she got herself a plane ticket and flew there. She told me to lie if her mother called and just say she was not there; she would tell her what she had done after she got to her new school. A week went by with her mother calling and me following her instructions. Finally her mother called at 4 in the morning and when I still said she wasn’t there, demanded to know where she was. I told her. Can’t imagine what that poor woman must have gone through. I remember her coming up to empty her daughter’s room. I imagine in the era of cell phones, my room mate could have strung her mother along for quite a bit longer! —or not, given how many parents seem to track their kids’ whereabouts on gps.