“How on earth did you get my number?”
“I just looked at your phone the other day when you were over here.”
“I told you I didn’t want to do the phone thing. It is too risky. Look at what happened to Tiger Woods!” I thought he would laugh but he didn’t.
“I know, but I haven’t heard from you in 3 days and I was wondering if you want to come over again?”
“Things are a little crazy here” I said, thinking about how Chris and I had been spending time together with Zoe and I didn’t want to stray from him.
“Well, do you know when things are going to, um, calm down?”
“I don’t know,” I said.
Then he said, “I have some more ideas about ways to help Zoe.”
“Like what? She has an autism doctor now. The doctor is pretty good at answering my nutrition questions.”
“Well, I have some friends in town who are starting an organic basket program where you get seasonal organic food each week and it is pretty cheap. I’m going to do it and I could pick a basket up for you tomorrow if you want. You don’t have to pay for it since I have connections.”
I thought for a second. That would be so great to just have a basket of veggies each week just delivered. “Sure, OK,” I said. “I don’t mind paying though.”
“I’ve got it,” he said. “Do you want me to bring it over tomorrow morning?”
“Yes, that sounds good. See you then.”
“See you then he said,” and the word, END came up on my phone, surrounded by red.