The phone began to ring again.
Huh. Someone made a mistake, I’m sure. The phone was driving me crazy, and I couldn’t seem to figure out what to do.
After a few hours of reading in peace, I returned to my task. Reluctantly, I threw on a sparkly top (stolen from Anna, of course) and some black shorts one hour before our scheduled meeting time. Since I wasn’t about to waste the evening walking about in heels, I changed into a pair of flats and put on a bright red lipstick. I had decided that I was ready to go at that point and was going to leave when the phone rang once again.