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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