“ZIM! WHERE THE HELL you been?” Tank sounded extremely worried.
“Had to go dark for a few days, Tank,” she said, and read him in.
“Damn! So, what was being off the grid like?”
“Interesting, for sure,” Lizzie answered. “And we got lucky, it was only two days.”
“Two? But why am I just hearing from you now? And – who is ‘we’?”
Lizzie blushed, thankful he couldn’t see her face, but he’d known her for so long he could tell she was turning red when she stammered, “Um.”
“Aw, see, now you got to spill it, SWG,” he laughed. “What’d you do? Or should I ask who’d you do?”
“Tank!” she scolded, smiling despite herself. “It’s not like that.”
“So, you gonna tell me, or you gonna make me make stuff up?” he teased in his big booming voice.
Lizzie laughed out loud. “Okay, okay. I’ll tell.”
“Please
