You're good at this...

I had just finished changing into more comfortable clothes when I got a call. I checked the caller ID and smiled before answering. "Hey Fruitfly. To what do I owe the pleasure this time?"

"Beck it's me."

I laughed a little to the protest of the person on the receiving end. "Erin. Let your phone die again?" I ask, trying not to laugh. "No. Just kinda don't feel like using it right now. Anyway we're back in town, it's been a week after all. And I just thought maybe we could have a girls night. Or weekend. And I know you're gonna say that you can't leave now because Billy is visiting and someone needs to take care of Leah. But Billy is a big boy, he doesn't need you to be his mother. And you don't have to spend the night. Just go out with us tonight, come home, and you can take Leah with us tomorrow. But not the whole day, it's been a week and my sister here is driving me insane."