The phone rang a few times before Luna heard the audible click of someone answering.
"Luna?" Elder Jackson's tired voice answered the phone.
The apology Luna had prepared on her lips died in her throat. What was Elder Jackson doing answering Aunt Phoebe's phone this late at night?! Was Aunt Phoebe on a mission with Elder Jackson, or were they-? Luna stopped herself from finishing that thought, figuring that that was the most likely answer.
"Did something happen?" Her aunt's voice carried over, sounding husky and tired.
Yep, Aunt Phoebe definitely slept with Elder Jackson. At least someone's having a good week. She couldn't stop the crude and slightly deprivating thought that came to mind.
