❀ Clark ❀
“Well, well, well,” I said as I stared at the screen of my phone. The last thing I had expected was for Lennox to video call me. He smirked as he leaned back in his seat. It looked as if he was sitting in his living room on the couch.
“Clark, are you finally growing a beard, or is that just rural depression creeping in?” Lennox asked with mock concern. I couldn’t help but laugh. I was in the middle of loading the dishwasher, and hearing from him was a nice distraction.
“Did you call just to roast me?” I asked as I shut the dishwasher and leaned against the counter. The kitchen smelled faintly of coffee and dish soap. It was quiet here. Quiet enough that Lennox’s voice filled the whole room.
“I called to check on the project,” he said. “But also, to make sure you haven’t start
