“Oliver Campbell? Yeah,” Terry said. “You know him?”
“Sort of,” I replied. “Does he still work for the company?”
“Sure does,” said Terry. “You want me to say hello?”
My mind went a mile a minute. Yes? No? Yes? No? “Yes,” I blurted out. “Tell him Daniel Greene says to say hello. Tell him to give me a call sometime.”
Terry nodded and looked me up and down. “Sure,” he said. “Will do.”
He turned and left. I watched him through the windows, feeling strangely excited.
I hope you’re not letting yourself in for heartache. 6
It was Wednesday. I’d just got back from a quick trip to the shopping centre to buy food and get my prescription filled. I was unpacking my groceries when I heard the doorbell. I stopped what I was doing. I wasn’t expecting anyone. It chimed again and I hurried to the door.
I could hardly believe my eyes. Oliver. He was in uniform, but empty-handed.