Billie Bob Jones
The annoying sound of my phone ringing woke me up disturbing my peaceful sleep. For the past week I had been training for the rodeo leaving me with all kinds of bruises and pains. I was a crippled mess and today was one of the few days I had off.
I had planned to sleep in but whoever was calling me at 6 in the morning! Seemed to be having a different idea.
"Hello?" I groaned into the speaker after snatching the hellish device from my bedside table.
"Good morning Barbie."
I sighed deeply as the baritone voice ran shivers down my spine. "Morning Dito," I rolled onto my back and looked up to the ceiling.
"How are you?"
I almost growled with his annoying question. I had not seen the man in a week and he chose to call me in the morning on one of my days off to ask me, 'how are you?'
"I'm tired, what about you?" I decided to bite my tongue and try to be civil for once in my life.
