AFTER4 MONTHS
On our drive back to Carl's place, the bright lights of his automobile pierced the dark country roads. As soon as my phone began to buzz, I reached inside my purse to check the message.
How was supper with Daddy, Naria?
Jessica: Please stop calling him that, it's so annoying.
To my mind, she was laughing to herself on the other end of the phone.
We're curious, "Who are you texting?" Carl enquired. Thank goodness, he didn't take his focus off the road long enough to look at the message she had sent.
'Naria,' I said. She was curious about the success of the auction.