C40 Forty

A yawn slips from me, the back of my hand goes to cover my mouth and I nod with my head almost hitting the table. I blink twice, fighting to stay awake and the yawn escapes me. The light of my phone screen comes on, a peek at the time shows it’s past nine and Brandon is not here yet.

He’s not picking my calls, in fact, no one is. Brandon. Clarissa. Joshua