Chapter 12
Saturday evening, while Benny was relaxing, his cellphone rang. He was in the garage tuning up his bike for spring and he had to wipe the grease off his hands before answering the call. He was in a rush not to let it go to voicemail and didn’t think to check who was calling before hitting the green button on the screen and saying, “Hello?”
“Hi ,Benny, how’re you doing?”
“Oh, hi Emily. I’m good. How are you?”
“Good. I haven’t seen much of you. And you haven’t called at all since our last date.”
“Yeah. Been busy.”
“Are you busy tomorrow?”
“I’m not sure yet. I think …”
“Please say you can come over tomorrow. It’s important. I really need to talk to you and this shouldn’t be done over the phone.”
Is she breaking up with me? Hope flared in his chest. If she breaks up with me
