—The movie was incredible.
Emily Sterling couldn’t help but marvel at it.
That day, she had bought a stack of Blu-ray discs from a media store. After getting home, she set her phone to silent and plunged into a marathon viewing session, losing all sense of time. Aside from ordering takeout, she didn’t contact or speak to a single person.
After finishing every movie she’d bought in one sitting, she slept deeply for hours. Only after waking did she finally check her phone.
Sean Shaw had guessed she was watching movies and had tentatively messaged her twice, asking whether she’d finished yet.
Lily Sterling had called once. When it went unanswered, she left a message as if out of habit, asking whether Emily was busy and when it might be convenient to talk.
Two telemarketing calls.
James
