Jessica chewed subconsciously on her nails as she paced back and forth. She paused and stared at Chris who was sitting without uttering any word. He was usually the one pacing about.
She walked up to him and sat down next to him. “Why do you think your dad hadn't called to say anything?”
He shook his head slowly. “I don't know.” He responded dryly.
Jessica grunted. “Ugh, the anxiety is killing me! Why can't we just call him?” She asked with widened eyes. “Huh? What if something has happened already?”
“He said he would give me feedback later, remember? So let's just wait.” His tone was just as dry as before.
“Wait? Wait! What if something has already happened but he forgot to call you because of work or he can't even call you because he is ashamed he let you down? My love, we have
