Ring, ring, ring, ring!
Bill woke up from his deep sleep when he heard his cellphone ringing. With his right hand, he reached for it on the table and looked at the screen. It's his father.
"Hello, dad?" he answered softly.
"Bill, I'll send my private chopper to get you," he said. "I've already arranged everything. Just show up at the airport tomorrow." His words are short and direct.
"Oh, alright, dad," he answered briefly.
"Did Dorris agree to come with you?"
Bill can hear an unexplainable excitement on his father's voice.
He frowned. "Yeah."
"Okay, that's good. Perhaps, you could extend your stay here then," he answered lively.
"There is no problem for me but for her, I don't know."
"Then do your best to convince her." This ti
