ADAN
The line rang several times before Yena picked it up. She was waiting till the very last moment, deciding if she wanted to talk to Adan.
Then: “Hello?”
“Hi Yena,” he said, grinning with genuine pleasure at the sound of her voice. “How are you doing?”
“I’m okay,” she answered. “Is this about the meeting with the teacher? Did you set it up?”
“Uh, no. Not exactly.”
Adan paused for dramatic effect.
“So then, what is it?”
Yena was already getting impatient. She didn’t like wasting her time.
“Look,” Adan said in a very serious tone. “I just found something out, and you should know about it. Can we meet up and talk in person, maybe on campus, in my office?”
“No.” Yena’s voice
