The park at 1901 Spencer Street was exactly where they had agreed to meet. Their first meeting spot. Striking 12 Noon, the Macy's clock told her that he was already an hour late. The red light was flashing on her phone. It had been on silent ever since her first early morning court case. Checking the single message didn't give her clue as to Brad's whereabouts. Only one message... "Laura this is Sue from the dry cleaners. We can't get the wine stain out of your white suit". "Later for that. Where is Brad?" Laura mumbled to herself.
"Surely this is him call now," she said.
"Hello, Brad? Where are you? Did you forget our lunch date? Memphis? When did you leave Atlanta? I see.
"Surely this is him call now," she said.
"Hello, Brad? Where are you? Did you forget our lunch date? Memphis? When did you leave Atlanta? I see.
