Chapter 23: The “Boyfriend” Shirt

With no seconds to waste I flipped open the phone and dialed in 911. I was about to press the call icon button until I saw a foreboding red circle-backslash symbol in the top right corner of the screen, where normally the four signal bars should be.

‘What?'

I felt the dreadful feeling wash over me as I rubbed my thumb over the symbol hoping that by doing that it would vanish somehow. I felt myself breaking out in cold sweat when I saw that it was still there and raised up my arm swinging left, right, back and front; praying that at least one bar would appear.

I cursed, grabbed the giant bear and threw it on the bed; stepping on it with my arm still raised up.

“Come on, come on.” I grunted biting on my bottom lip, my arm so stretched out that I could feel the strain of it and like a ballerina I stood on my toes to elongate my height. But to no avail, the bars still didn't appear.