The night turned tempestuous with lightning tearing through the dark sky, followed by the roar of thunder, and then the heavens opened up, pouring rain like there was no tomorrow.
Gazing out the window, I had this sinking feeling that sleep would elude me tonight.
As soon as the rain started, Clyde’s phone rang.
He handed it over with a totally resigned look. “Your turn. I don't want to deal with this woman. Just take the call. Or better yet, get one of those voice-changing apps.”
Seeing Lisa's name flashing on the screen, I couldn't help but wonder about her obsession with Clyde. What was the rush?
I rolled my eyes at Clyde, hit the answer button, and switched on the speakerphone. I reached around to give Clyde a playful pinch in the side.
“Ouch!” He glared at me while Lisa's voice came through, “Clyde, what’s wrong?”
“N-nothing, just hurt my hand trying to pick up the call hurriedly.” He grabbed my hand tightly and pulled me beside him on the couch.
“Ms. Lisa, what’s the matter?”
“Oh, what’s the rush? You can call back later. Did you hurt yourself? I’ll make it better when I see you.” Lisa’s voice was flirtatious, clearly in high spirits.
But in the next moment, her tone shifted to one of self-pity. “The thunder is so loud, and the wind... I’m scared, Clyde. Can you come over and keep me company? It’s all Melanie’s fault. I said I hated hotels, but she insisted I stay in one. The house is so big. Why can’t she make room for me? Oh, god...”
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
How is that on me? If she wanted to stay, she needed to talk to Clyde about it.
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