I cooked some chicken rolls for Damien’s lunch today. This is his first day at work since we got here. He was supposed to work the day after we got here but he postponed it for three days. He’s still not convinced that it’s safe for me to stay at home alone.
But today, I asked him to go. I wonder how chaotic his company is now. Sage seemed really serious when he talked to him in Nevada so I think it’s gotten pretty serious now.
My phone beeped.
Damien:
Are you coming over at lunch?
I looked at the clock and saw that it is only an hour and a half since he left. It’s only ten in the morning and I don’t think he’s already finished enough office works.
I bit my lower lip and typed in a reply.
Me:
Yes. I’ll ask Niccolo to drive me there before 12.
Before Dam
