C117 Sweet silence

DALE CALLAHAN

The insistent yet annoying sound of my phone ringing tried to wake me up several times but failed. With the cold seducing me deeper into sleep's arms it might take a miracle to wake me up.

The phone rang relentlessly until I couldn't take it any longer.

Who the fuck wants to get me out of bed so bad? It better be the president himself or God.

"Who is this?" I mumbled