Chapter 12

She answers on the first ring.

“I was curious to see how long it would take you. Two days! Two days before calling me and excusing yourself!”

I can’t help but smile. Charlie already forgave me. “And what makes you think I want to excuse myself?”

Click.

No, maybe she hasn’t forgiven me yet. I dial the number again and bite my lip.

When she answer, I only murmur, “Can you forgive me?”

“Better now. Yes.” My friend sighs, satisfied. “I don’t like when we argue. And I don’t like it when you’re an asshole!”

“Then you should never like me. I’m predisposed for it.”

“I know, you’re stubborn! But I love you, what can I say? Human beings aren’t perfect, and the best ones make mistakes…”

“Thanks.”

Charlie chuckles, reducing the tension between us, then lowers the tone of her voice, sounding almost maternal. “How are you?”

“Well, I don’t know. I think I’m fine. But…”

“But?” Charlie urges, because she’s more than sure I’ve made a mess of something.