Post by Jack Davidson on Oct 21, 2009 15:45:03 GMT -5
Jack stood on the sidewalk outside of Jaye's Bookstore and apartment. It was after hours, and he couldn't get in the building like he normally could. Faye's cafe was closed, as well, so he couldn't go in that way. So, he pulled out his cellphone and called Jaye. He leaned against his truck and waited . . . *ring* . . . *ring* . . . *ring* . . . *ring* . . .
Come on, Jaye, pick up . . . He thought impatiently.
Come on, Jaye, pick up . . . He thought impatiently.