What woke me the following morning was the sound of my phone buzzing On the table by the bed. I forced my eyes open. I felt my head hurt and believed it was the alcohol from the former. I reached for the phone sluggishly trying not to wake Mark.
“ Hello.” I nearly bruit into my phone
“ Hey, my beautiful Elle.” I heard my father say.
“ Why are you calling me this early?”
I heard mute laugh in the background and my father said “ your mum was sure you were over.”
I signed
“ She wanted to say hi and make sure you are fine.”
“ I appreciate that, hope you guys are great.”
“ We're youngsters, we're sad about your work thing and.”
“ Dad I do nt wan na talk about it now, let me call you back another time.”
He was quiet for a moment and also replied “ Okay youngster.”
“ Thanks for calling
