Page 11 of Until Tomorrow
Chapter 09
Logan
Icouldn’tfocusonwork. My fingers drummed on my desk as I stared at my phone. The urge to text Elliot was high. I wanted to know how Eva was, which I knew I had no right to ask.
This whole divorce thing was going to age me ten years at this rate.The way I worried about her was distressing.
ELI: Stop staring at your phone and go back to work.
How’d you know?
ELI: It’s you.
Fair enough.
How is she?
ELI: I’m not playingmiddleman.
I’m not asking you to play middleman. I’m asking how she is.
ELI: According to your divorce papers, you’re paying for all her bills. This means she has a phone. Do you know what you can do with phones?
You’re a dick.
ELI: I am, but I’m adorable as fuck.
ELI: Seriously, though, Logan, I won’t be the middleman between you two. I’m here for both of you, but I’m not telling you anything about her and vice versa. If you want to know how she’s doing, text her. Call her. Email her.
ELI: If carrier pigeons still exist, that might be a nice way to go. Give her a bird and a message all at once.
Why are you like this?
ELI: Probably because you pushed me off a balcony when we were kids.
It wasn’t on purpose!
ELI: The damage is permanent
ELI: I’ll never be the same.
ELI: Lord help my sweet, adorable soul.
You landed in the pool, you fucker. You’re fine.
ELI: Yeah, I am ??
I quit you.
ELI: You can’t break up with me.
Watch me.
ELI: Empty threats. I know too much.
Good Lord. Goodbye, Elliot.
ELI: See you tomorrow.
