Chapter 44
FORTY-FOUR
Warren: I should’ve never let you go to work. I miss you.
Harriet: It’s been twenty minutes.
Warren: Your point?
Harriet: Tomorrow. Come over tomorrow and spend the day with me.
Warren: Sold.
Harriet: I’m going on stage in ten. I’ll text you when I’m on my way home.
Warren: Good luck :)
Warren: Hey, I’ve been asked to cover the desk at the firehouse for a few hours.
Warren: Guessing you’re still on stage.
Warren: How did it go? Big crowd?
Warren: Is everything okay?
Warren: Sweetheart, I’m worried.
Warren: Please pick up.
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