It had been a while since I heard from Sharon. Or anyone in New York for that matter. My mother was an exception because she's the one who calls me. It's not like I don't miss them, but I'm always occupied with something at the mansion.
Besides, Sharon was busy with her projects, and I was occupied with mine. After all, she was handling my old client, who is not easy to please at all. Anyways as I was on my lunch break, I decided to give her a call.
Slumping against the couch, I pushed my legs on the outside arm. The throw pillows were carelessly lying on the floor only because there was no one to clean up. And also I felt too lazy to bend down and arrange them.
After two more rings, Sharon finally answered the call.
"H-Hello?"
At her puffing sound, I pulled the phone away and ch
