Calvin
He was sitting at the island bench in his kitchen as he ate his breakfast and sipped his morning coffee, when he realised there was a message on his phone waiting for him. He’d gotten up and showered, gotten ready for the day without checking it. It was Saturday, and he had no work, and his day was his to-do with as he pleased.
He hadn’t yet decided on what he was going to do with himself. He clicked it open and was more than surprised to find it was from that phone Marilyn had, and read Cal & Vin, as the sender, as he’d saved that number in his phone. It shocked him more than a little, because he’d never even once in all these weeks had her respond to anything he’d sent.
He’d also not heard it chime with a notification, because he put his phone to do not disturb between 11pm an
