Page 92 of Love Undecided
I look at my phone. “Nope, no new texts.” I motion to the bartender. “You haven’t seen my friends have you? Lexie and Remi?”
He shakes his head and refills my water glass. “And I don’t have any new texts, right?” I hold up my phone to show him.
“No,” he says. “But you do have that one there that you haven’t sent yet.”
“Which one?” I pull my phone back to look at it more closely. He leans over the bar and points to the screen.
“That one,” he says, pointing to my earlier emergency 9-1-1 text to Lexie and Remi. I look again.
“I never sent the goddamn text!?!?”
“You never sent the goddamn text,” he confirms.
“Better hit me again barkeep, it’s gonna be a while.” And with that I hit send. And then I make the bartender double check, just to be sure.
