CHAPTER ELEVEN

She picked up her phone again, wanting to touch base with Richard and genuinely concerned about Simon.

“Hey. Simon ok?” She tapped out the message swiftly and then put the phone aside to pick up a couple of requisition forms. She hated the paperwork aspect of her job; it kept her away from what she really loved which was being elbow deep in the innards of an automobile. Unfortunately owning a business meant that she had to deal with the boring stuff too and sadly the boring stuff seemed to completely outweigh the fun stuff. Her phone buzzed.

“I don’t know. I’m worried. Something wrong. I didn’t talk to him about it yet—had to come to work.”

“Give him time”, she responded.

“Yeah.”

She watched her phone for a while longer but no other message was forthcoming so she put her head down and went back to her…