Cassie was sitting on the beach watching the sunrise. She was a little upset. Mitch promised her he'd at least text her to let her know he arrived safely. She knew he read her text, so why didn't he reply?
Ah! Maybe Mitch was just busy, she thought.
Cassie was known to always jump to conclusions, but she wanted to give Mitch the benefit of the doubt. She decided to send him another text, it had been hours now. She wasn't one to be petty.
*Good morning Mitch, hope you slept OK. Call me when you get this.*
Immediately Cassie saw that the text message was read, then her phone rings. It was Mitch, and she got so excited inside as she felt the butterflies flying around inside her tummy.
“Hello,” she answered sultrily.
“Cassie, it's Jim. Mitch was in a terrible accident last night. You
