C57 NIGHT CALL II

Derek smiled widely as he heard the sweet but tiny voice of his little witch. He thought she must have been suprised, and a little bit flustered to have seen his call. Well, he hadn't been planning to call either; it had just happened.

Holding the phone in place on his ear with his left hand, he gurbled up the remnant of the spaghetti on the ceramic plate before him on the counter