"I was talking to fay I didn't call anyone else" sneered Lyla like a child about to throw tantrum. She looked back to fay with renewed excitement,
"Think Dr Louis something special is happening tomorrow think!" She urged fay who squinted her eyes and stared at the ceiling.
It was simply nerve racking, she was having a headache. She placed her fingertips on both her temples while trying to squeeze the forgotten info but she remembered only recent happenings.
She gave up. "Ugh...uh...I don't, I don't know Lyla" she sighed in defeat and let her shoulders relax.
"Seriously" Lyla said flatly, "it's your birthday tomorrow, 19th January, does it ring a bell?" She asked sarcastically.
Fay sat there, lost in her thoughts. She only realized after Lyla had said it and even went ahead to make the calculations in her head if it was correct.
