“Constance, are you there?” I ask on the phone. I’ve just told her that this call is supposed to be a dialogue, yet she gives no response. “I’m here. What do you want, Joe?” “I want us to have a chat,” I say, proud of myself for displaying a level of confidence that I don’t […]
I don’t get up from my laptop until noon, almost six hours of intense focus work. Thankfully, I got a lot of work done. As soon as I shut my laptop, I make a banana smoothie, change into my gym fit and head to the gym. I should check my phone; it’s still on the
If I had to make a wish, it would be to become Angel’s man. It’s shallow, right? Well, it’s a wish. Wishful thinking. I’ve put off contacting Constance for more than a month now, and my nightmares are in full gear, happening every night instead of every other night. There’s no way I can be