LIZ'S POV
Amma ignored her call the second time her phone rang.
"Well, maybe you should just tell Will the next time you two see each other." She said with a serious tone.
"Is that why you're not taking your call?" I asked her.
She laughed, waving her hand dismissively. "It's nothing."
"One of the suitors you don't like? An ex?" I probed.
"No! It's just my dad, come on!" She went back to cooking again.
"I think you should take the call, especially if it's your dad calling. Take it, Amma." I said.
She sighed and reached for the phone. She took the call and put the phone on speaker.
"Amma, I just drove into your parking lot." The voice came from her dad's end.
Amma ran to the window as he honked.
"Why are you here? Seriously!" She called into the phone as she left the window slow
