*Tallon*
“The armory is running low on supplies, so Tino is requesting new updates for both the weaponry and armor stores. Our shipment from Guam is running behind due to the tropical storm, so Manuel is requesting that we delay the products we do have.”
I sighed, balancing my pencil on the edge of my pointer finger. I was only half paying attention as Vinny went on and on about things I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about. I stared down at my desk, the one I’d inherited from Giovani, and the slip of paper sitting innocently beneath my fingertips.
Her handwriting stared up at me, taunting me, but I couldn’t look away. After studying it for hours on end, I had begun to notice the little details like how she drew a tiny heart above the I in her name, the way she flourished her M’s, and how the line of ‘Call Me’ was drawn thicker than the rest of the note.
It was just a ripped-up piece of notebook paper but somehow, it had become invaluable to me, just like Natalia had.
