ReAllocation: Replacement

He pressed the button to put the call on speaker. "Hello," an unfamiliar female voice said. "Is this the Blake residence?" the Doctor asked. "Yes." "May I ask who I am speaking to?" "Allison Blake." "Who the fuck is that?" Trevor said. No one in his family was named Allison, and he'd seen the doctor dial the correct number. "What? I couldn't hear what you said," Allison said. "I'm a Doctor from the ReAllocation Research Center. I'd like to speak to Mr. and Mrs Blake." "My parents aren't here right now. Can I take a message?" "Tell them to call me, my number is \#\#\#-\#\#\#-\#\#\#. It is about Trevor." "Trevor who?" Trevor lunged for the phone, but the doctor hung up. "Satisfied? They've already reassigned your slot. But I'll see what I can do about helping you...if you can behave yourself." "Fuck you," he said. He looked a bit crushed and betrayed. His parents had replaced him with another kid? Already?