Irene wasn't answering me.
It was the total opposite in fact - she was silencing me. The first time I called, I only heard the beep of the dial tone twice before it was abruptly snuffed.
When it came time for a second try the distinct tone of silence came ringing out of the speakers even faster.
I stopped at two, and didn't bother with a third. Rejection as quick as that - I pretty much got her message loud and clear.
Guess I'll just settle with leaving her a message instead.
But then, before I could do my finger stretches in preparation for an entire word essay - surprise.
My phone began vibrating in my palms, a call, and muscle memory and instinct reacted before my brain did, answering and pressing the phone hard against my ears, not having the first clue on what I should say to her.
Not that it mattered one bit anyway, because, for all my worries on what to say, Irene spoke first instead.
