Story Time

They walked back home, his hand curled up on Sophie’s waist. It was a little too late for dinner, but Veronica insisted that she was hungry, spreading the feeling among them all. As soon as they got home, they resorted to calling Eliana first and asking her for updates.

The call beeped once, and she picked it up as if it were automatic.

“Hey there,” her raspy voice came over the phone.

“Hey, how are you feeling?”

“All good. How’s everything over there?”

“We’re good. We just wanted to check up on you and see how you’re faring.”

“I’m good. You still won’t ask about him, right? After all these years, you still won’t let go of your pain.”

“Don’t preach to me about letting go. Don’t you try it? I just wanted to know if you'd be coming home for the night. End of discussion.”

“I won’t,” she said, sounding a little bit sad. “I’m having a doctor come over to check him, and I have to be around in case the doctor needs anything.”

“Okay then, see you in the morning.”

The call disconnect