Page 53 of Absolute Certainty
Her phone lit up with another message from him.
JAY
Did you have a good day off?
Oh, maybe he does care. Take that, brain.
SAHAR
I did. Thanks for asking. Spent the day with Willa. Did you?
JAY
Yeah, I was with my family all day yesterday and most of today.
SAHAR
That sounds lovely. I’m so glad you’re able to get Sundays off now. Were you off today, too?
JAY
Yeah, I need at least one weekend day away from the city crowds. And I switched some hours with another manager, so I have the next three Mondays off.
SAHAR
I’m guessing they wouldn’t let you choose Saturday for a weekend.
JAY
Your guess would be correct.
SAHAR
Pity. You deserve Saturdays off, too.
JAY
Says the woman whose job requires her to put on two (incredible) shows on Saturdays.
SAHAR
Right, but I love my job.
JAY
Every single part of it?
The question made Sahar stop in her tracks, conveniently realizing that she hadn’t spoken to Willa since Jay started texting her. When had they drawn closer to their flat?
“When did we get home? Jesus.”
Willa chortled. “I figured I’d interrupt and warn you when we were about to get out of the elevator so that you wouldn’t trip over the raised floorboard.”
Sahar let out a groan. “I’m sorry. Jay texted.”
“I figured he’d be the one to hold your attention.”
“I hate this,” Sahar added.
