As I walked back home, I treated myself to a cone of vanilla ice cream from the corner shop. It melted too fast in the heat, but I didn't care. I licked the last drop just as my phone rang.
Ring!
Ring!
I frowned, looking at the screen.
The name, “Annoying Supervisor” popped up.
I hesitated, then answered.
“Good morning, Supervisor.”
“Where the hell are you?!” his voice exploded from the other end, sharp enough to make me yank the phone away from my ear.
“Sir, today is my day off,” I said calmly, even though I wanted to throw the phone into traffic. “I’m not supposed to be at work.”
“Forget the day off!” he snapped. “You need to get here in thirty minutes and finish the report. Aria said you promised her you would!”
I blinked. “Sir, that’s not true. I promised nothing. There’s no
