Haatim echoed after Frieda closed the connection. “Should I be concerned?” “Only if you enjoy living,” Abigail answered. “I only get that tone from her when she’s really pissed off. What did you do? How did you get them to give me more time?” “You c...
Richard said. The kid looked startled. “Oh, I’m…uh…sorry. I was looking for Jason. The guy who runs the clinic.” “He’s in the back.” “Oh. Okay I guess I could come back…” “Are you okay?” Richard asked. The kid hesitated, as if unsure how to answer the question. Finally, he shook his head. “I do...
I asked, my throat raspy and dry. I knew I was wasting my breath. Calvin couldn’t stop puttering if his life depended on it. To his credit, he at least stopped pacing around the room in a big circle. Instead he kept picking up things on the dresser and movin’ ‘em. But he still looked as nervous a...