JOSH
I sat at my desk in a stupor, just staring at my computer screen, but compulsively thinking about the text message that had come in an hour earlier. I must have read it thirty times and was still no closer to having a response than I did the first time.
Hi Josh, this is Britney Johnson. I am not sure if you recognize my name, but I’m the girl who was in the accident with Calista Reed. I tried calling your office numerous times, and never received a call back, so I did something (admittingly insane) and contacted Chrys NaPalepso, and she gave me your cell number. I really need to talk to you about something that is way too long to type. If you can call me back, it would be appreciated. Thanks.
The girl who basically killed the love of my life. Contacting me out of nowhere, and Chrys
