KAISER
I drive right to the health center to see Reagan. As she had urged in two or three text messages while I was with Daisy.
At the reception, I head for Reagan's office, with Airpods obstructing the universal noise around me, and purposedly what the receptionist might be yammering behind the desk.
After having an amazing time with Daisy, there's no way in hell I would let some bloody b***h ruin that memory for me.
With sunglasses on and numerous progressive details, I have for Reagan in my head, I turn the doorknob, eyes close behind the tinted shield, knowing how much disappointed she must be, for ghosting her.
Not letting guilt in, I started: "I know what you'll say and that's not it, I've been quite occupied and preoccupied la..."
"Son."
The voice was luxuriously deep a
