26 October 2012
Emma fished around in her bag, found the phone and flicked the message screen on - it was Doug. A simple message 'get back to the office NOW.'
No 'please', no 'if you don't mind'
At that moment Emma looked up to see the number 9 bus appearing at the top of the road.
Damn! It was a Friday- who knew when the next bus was gonna come along.
Get the bus - go home - worry all weekend about the shit she would be in on Monday. Or just go to the office, sacrifice any plans she had for a hot date and see what was wrong. Not that she had a hot date, but it was the principal of the thing!
Sighing, Emma put her phone back in her bag, left the bus stop and turned to walk back up Parlor Ave to the offices of McKenzie &Co. All the while fighting the wind and rain, and cursing Doug every step of the way. Whatever the problem was, it had better be a matter of life and death, or there would be trouble.
Dreams Chapter 2 • Opuss № I