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Autumn:We’ll see. I may be on call next Saturday. I have to go. Bye.
Bret:I can’t believe ur pissed at me about something I can’t help. How selfish.
Autumn:I’m not pissed. I have a headache. It’s been a very long day. Bye.
Bret:I’ll call u later tonight. Love u.
She swiped out of the screen, then turned her phone off. Another last minute cancelation. Bret’s excuse didn’t ring true, and she was pretty sure that he’d made plans to go out with his friends to the sports bar. Bret loved hanging out with his buddies, and he acted like he was still in a fraternity.So damn immature.
Autumn leaned back and rested against the headboard. “I’m not going to freak out. I really don’t feel like dressing up anyway. I’ll do a takeout order from the Spice Room, watch a thriller and then a few reruns ofSeinfeld.”
She swallowed past the lump in her throat and pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Autumn looked out the window and watched the tree branches swaying in the wind.
