I stopped brushing my hair when I heard my phone rang. It was a very bright Sunday afternoon. I took it from my bag and saw Marga’s name. I guess someone is eager to see me today.
“Hey, are you ready?” She said on the other line. Today was the weekend that we planned on going to Markus’ house for a baking session. She has been reminding me every day about it and I couldn’t wait for it as well. In fact, I woke up early today even though we’ve agreed to go after lunch. I did some yoga for a while and prepared breakfast for myself and then took s shower. I ordered lunch and prepared myself for our getaway.
“I’m almost ready, are you?” I said.
“Yes, I am. I’m just waiting for Markus’ call and then I’ll drop by your unit so we can go downstairs together.” She said. Yes, I already have my o
