FIVE DAYS LATER, MY phone buzzed as I was jogging down the sidewalk after a long night at the ER. I fumbled with my water bottle until I was able to get the phone out of my pocket. The screen said, UNKNOWN CALLER. I hit the answer button on the sixth ring.
“Hello, this is Delilah Allen.”
“Hello, dear this is Mrs. Peterson. How are you doing this blessed morning?” Her Texas drawl came through the phone.
“I’m good. How are you?”
“Just fine, dear. I wanted to call and talk to you about the riding stable.”
“I sent back the signed lease and I mailed you the deposit a couple of days ago...Did you not get it?” My heart pounded in my chest as my breath came in short puffs. I tried to control my breathing so as not to be panting on the phone.
“Yes dear, we received your check this morning wit
