When I wake up, I find a text from Emund on my phone. Jeez, I rarely boost out of bed quickly, but right now I did. I sit, and hastily wait for my eyes to come into focus. “ Sorry for the late reply, been checking thru some stuff. I know this seems like a weird request, but can you and your friend come to my house? There’s something I need to show you.” My fingers type fast, my nails clicking on the iphone screen.
“ Yeah sure what’s your address?” My feet start to shake as I wait. Why am I getting so excited? Or nervous?
“ Same as before. Except now I painted the house red, for a different feel.” Emund responds.
“ And you want Tisha with me?” I ask.
“ Yup. When the soonest you can make it?”
“ I’m on break now so anytime in the next two weeks.”
“ Tomorrow work?”
“ Sure. Can I ask wha
