I realize I fell asleep on the couch when a phone call wakes me up at some point. A sharp pain shoots up my neck when I try to get up.
"Arrggh," I groan, massaging my neck while searching for where I left my phone.
I give up on looking for it when it stops ringing to focus on the area I have cracked my neck as a result of the angle I slept on.
I later find my phone when it starts ringing again. One look at the screen has me frowning in confusion.
"George? Why is he calling me at such an ungodly hour?" I mutter before sliding the green button.
"What happened? Is there a problem?" I ask eagerly when I hear his voice.
"Whoa, take it easy… Wait, why would there be a problem?" he asks back, his voice clearly as confused as mine.
I let out a calming breath.
"Sarah? Are you still there?"
"Y-yeah. I just thought…"
"You thought what Sarah?"
