âIâll go check on Rosalynn.
â
He had to help his friend, after all.
Rosalynn walked to the window and answered her phone.
Brianâs pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.
âAre you having dinner with Hutton and the others?â
âYes,â she replied.
âWhy is your phone turned off?â
Her phone was turned off?
Rosalynn was taken aback.
She retrieved her phone from her pocket and examined it.
Her phoneâs screen was completely black.
No matter how many times she pressed the button, it remained unresponsive.
âMaybe it ran out of battery.
â
It turned out that he had called Sanford because he couldnât reach her.
Her earlier sense of gloom seemed to dissipate slightly.
âIs everything all right?â Rosalynn asked.
âI didnât make it to Huttonâs party today.
Please apologize to him for me.
I promise to make it up to him when Iâm back,â Brian said.
Rosalynn reassured him.
âDonât worry, he wonât mind.
â
There was a moment of silence on Brianâs end.
Rosalynn clutched the phone tightly, listening to his faint breaths.
A swirl of inexplicable emotions washed over her.