"Come on... pick up." Brian whispered into his phone as he dialed Nora's number for what seemed like the millionth time. The line rang and eventually went back to voicemail.
He stood outside her house, having knocked a few times, wondering if she had fallen asleep so soon. It was true- she was pregnant and might be fast asleep. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair and wrote her a text. He needed to speak to her, to see her- to touch her.
"tomorrow." he said aloud to himself, getting into his car. "Tomorrow."
Nora watched as Brian drove away from the safety of her bedroom window.
"He's gone." Nora said, turning to Stacey who stood at the door. Stacey sighed, shaking her head.
"He gave up so soon." Stacey said, trying to be dismal but they both heard as Nora's phone beepe
