Amy’s phone call
Just as Jay and I were wrapping up, my phone rang. It was Amy. “What’s up?” I answered, trying to sound nonchalant. “The papers are signed.
It’s official,” she declared coldly. “I hope you enjoy ‘your’ island,” I emphasized playfully, refraining from laughing.
“Thanks, I will,” she replied curtly, hanging up quickly. She had no idea what’s lying beneath the surface. This was going to be amusing.
