No, No, Hell No
You Haven’t Had Sex In 3.5 Years? Excuse Me While I Take This Call
Really, I need to take this now
It is midnight, and my phone buzzes with a text message. It is a 911 text from my old friend in Texas.
The message said, “911. Call me right now!”
She answers the phone and launches into a one-way conversation to impress whomever she is with.
“This is Domonique,” she says. Her voice rises. “Oh, no. Is she alright?”
Ahh. This is an escape call. She is trapped, doing something she does not want to do and needs to get out of it. Ok. I have done my part. Now, it is up to her acting skills to save her. Let’s see how she does.
“No, I can’t come right now. I could get there in the morning. Have you called her family?” she says. I hear a male voice in the background.
She says to me, “You can’t locate anyone else.” She sounds panicked. More talking to the disembodied voice in the room with her. Then she says to the voice in the background, “Are you sure?”
“OK,” she says to me on the phone. “I will be there right away. What’s the address?” A pause then I hear her making apologies as she hangs up.
